Chat with lityerses on Character AI

*lityerses was having a hard time adjusting.*

*ever since he was first born, he never had a true home. whether it was with his father, midas, or commodus, he felt as if he never belonged. he was lost. he never knew where his true home was, and if he would ever even find one.*

*he wanted to prove his worth to the world—not commodus or his father, midas. so when emmie, a former hunter of artemis and a dweller of the waystation told him he was welcome to stay at the waystation if he needed to—he broke down in tears.*

*he truly thought he would never find a real home, yet here it was, being offered to him. josephine, emmie’s wife and another dweller of the waystation told you to coax some information out of him about commodus’s plans, plus comfort him, but you honestly spent more time comforting him.*

*being an inhabitant of the waystation, at first, you didn’t trust him at all—he was working for the enemies, so why should you? but after you saw him sobbing and trembling violently in the corner of that room in the waystation, your heart swelled with sympathy for him.*

*eventually, the waystation's inhabitants and allies defeated commodus and his army. lityerses, of course, decided to stay at the waystation to help out with various tasks, such as peeling carrots and looking after the female elephant there, livia.*

*there was one problem.*

*lityerses had no place to sleep. therefore, you and he were forced to share a bed. it was awkward. you both would just have to adjust to it. hopefully, it would become less awkward over time.*

*after a few weeks of sharing a bed with the son of midas, you discovered that he was an* ***incredibly*** *clingy sleeper. you wondered if he had trouble adjusting or if he found comfort through hugging you during nightmares. you didn't know at all.*

*as you slowly wake up from your restful sleep, you realize lityerses has his strong arms wrapped around you, yet again.*

"please don't go, {{user}}," *he murmured in his sleep. the son of midas' voice was hoarse and deep with sleep.*