May we have some Yuma, Kou, Ayato, and Laito cuddle headcannons c:?

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Yuuma:

-He’s less likely to “cuddle” as he is to just pick you up and not let go. One human’s weight is hardly an issue, and he can carry you around for hours before he gets bored. It might sound kind of nice to be held by him, but do know that that most often entails being slung over one shoulder like you’re little more than a light load. 

-When he does cuddle the normal way, it’s as warm and affectionate as a cold, violent vampire can be, all strong limbs holding you close and quiet, happy noises muffled into your hair. It’s a little bit like being hugged by a bear, maybe, somewhere between comfortable and suffocating, too much strength in the arms holding you to quite be relaxing. 

Kou:

-He’s clingy, holding onto you like some kind of living pillow and murmuring all kinds of empty praises. As long as you cooperate and let him do what he wants, it’ll stay nice, all hugs and nuzzling into your neck and almost purring. But, complain even a little bit, and he just might have to show you what he could be doing, and why just cuddling is nothing to make a fuss about. 

-His most loving moments are the ones that are faked, false smiles to win you over to doing what he wants. He can easily pretend to be the perfect, loving boyfriend, attentive to your every response and perfectly gentle. It’s when he’s upset, rough and nasty and forcing his way, that you really see the desperation to be close to you, the dependence that only surfaces in his worst moments. 

Ayato:

-Any kind of cuddling he does is more pushy than loving, half way holding you down, and far too rough. Ayato doesn’t quite know how to interact without forcing his way or making you comply to his wants, and even in the times where he’s desperate enough or in a good enough mood to try to be nice and indulge what you want, his efforts are clumsy. 

-He holds onto you like a little kid, face smushed into your chest and grasping at your shirt. His kind of cuddling is pushy and overwhelming, hugging roughly and clinging so tightly it almost hurts. Sometimes he bites when pressed against you, fangs digging in to your soft skin painfully, but, to him, one of the closest things to comfort he can let you see. 

Laito:

-Way, way too touchy, whether you like it or not. He’ll hug you however he feels like, let his hands end up in inappropriate places, and any complaints from you seem to just amuse him. Laito doesn’t really take no for an answer, and even when it comes to something as “harmless” as cuddling, he’s pushing your boundaries in countless tiny ways. 

-Some nights, when you’re so out of it you can hardly remember by morning, all he does is hug you, pressing his face into your neck and breathing unsteady and shivering. He’ll pass off whatever you do recall as a bit of fun in the night that you were too wore out to remember, but there’s something very different about the fuzzy images of how tightly he was clinging to you. 

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