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Cuddling Headcannons

Aymeric

He won’t touch you unless you give him permission to. He is a political man after all, and courting is very much engrained in him. Aymeric loves having you close to him, reassuring even, and he wants you to feel the same way. Once you’re okay with it, he wants to a full body cuddle, your legs intertwined, fingers laced together, your head tucked under his chin for him to kiss the crown of your head. 

He had fallen asleep in his office, again. Lucia sent you a letter, requesting your help with trying to convince him to get proper rest at his estate instead of simply falling asleep at his table.You push aside the ink well and some of the papers to make it easier to reach him. Gently shaking him away, his eyes flutter open allowing you to see his bright blue eyes staring back at you. He lets out a chuckle before asking you if this was a dream. 

 “Have you finally come back to me?”

Even in his dazed state, he pulls you onto his lap, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist and he rest his head on the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent and causing goosebumps as he lets out a sigh of relief. The weight on his shoulders seemed to have fallen off completely, you could feel his smile as he presses a kiss on your neck. You didn’t say a word, only reaching up to run your hand through his hair. As silence fell between you two, you enjoy the comfort of each other’s presence. 

Estinien

Holy shit this one is warm, how are you so warm?? The heat would almost be radiating from his armor it seems like a completely other form of magic entirely. He always cuddles you from the back, nuzzling your neck and blowing air in your ear. He finds it fun to make your squirm. He doesn’t care when is a good time to hug and cuddle you, if he wants to he will. Sometimes it’s right after a battle, sometimes it’s when you are simply talking to each other. 

As your party arrive at Falcon’s Nest, you could feel the snow and wind start to get to you, the cold on your exposed skin and occasionally through the thick amount of clothes anyway. The cold starts to burrow its way into your core, allowing you to feel it in your bones. As Alphinaud wanders a bit ahead trying to hurry out, Estinien walks closely beside you, just enough to you to feel the heat he radiates but not enough for it to help you. Your teeth were chattering with each other at this point, more than ready to take a cat nap. Only for you feel yourself suddenly become engulfed in a warm feeling, you quickly stop dead on your tracks. The ice in your bones seem to melt away immediately, the soft warmth makes you weak in the knees. Feeling the hands run up and down your arm and sides cause you lean back into the person’s chest. The sudden weight on your shoulder allow you to peek at him, he was rest the mask of his helmet on you while letting out deep breath. Before you could say anything, he disappears. The warmth he gave lingers before the wind brush right through you. 

Thancred

He’s a touchy one, it comes natural for him. So much, so sometimes that you think that he was touch starved, but people often say it’s his flirty ways simply leaking through. But he surprisingly seemed sensitive to people’s boundaries, he knows when to reach out and offer his shoulder to cry on or to leave you alone. 

Thancred tries to make it seem as casual as possible, brushing fingers when he hands you things, pulling you into a hug as he jokes that it’s been too long since he has seen you, a pat on the shoulder as Minfilia send you off on your next mission. It wasn’t until you encountered him drunk when you figured it was something was up. You were resting in your room after helping out the Amalj’aa, the miqo’te nearly skewered you with her arrows. Thancred stumbles in, he could barely keep himself on his feet. He staggers over to you, and plops himself down on your bed. He rest his head your lap, most of his words slurred and coming out in grumbles. You could piece together your name and a few other words. Nuzzling your stomach, he lets out a pleased sigh. To make things even stranger, he grabs ahold of your raised hand and encourages you to run it through his hair. Before long he was deep asleep, whispering your name under his breath. 

Hien

If you stared at that chest long enough, you can be better sure that chest makes the perfect pillow for you to rest your head on as you sleep. Try not to stare too long during a meeting, you might miss his question. The kind that would fall asleep as soon as you start cuddling, the feeling of you in his arms puts him at eased.

He has welcomed you back to Kugane for the Spring Festival, hoping to spend some time together before you get whisked away again. Both dressed in your own yukata, he can’t take his eyes off you as you animatedly explain to him how you and a group of blessed warriors had taken down the creations of Sigmascape. The both of you were stopped in front of the Kugane, jokingly you declared that you want to make it to the top of the tower with him. Hien stares at you with a smile, gently grasping your hand he leads you over to the first peg. The area has a small group of young people all attempting to make it to the top. He picks you up into his arms before hoping onto the first peg, then the second, and another. Before long you had arrived at the very top. With no one else around, he sets you beside him. The both of you look out at the sight before you, hearing the muffled chatter of people far down before you. Leaning into him, you rest your head onto his chest as he wraps his arm around your shoulder bringing you even closer to him. Over the sound of wind blowing, you could hear the steady beating of his heart. 

Alphinaud

He’s so cold, it was obvious at Camp Dragonhead and it’s obvious now. He’s cold even when it’s impossible to be cold. Like a walking icicle that can talk politics and an amazing artist. He’s usually the little spoon turned towards you, but he tries to be a big one! No matter the position, he’s a little spoon clinging to your chest the next morning. 

Alphinaud is shy at first, no he playing with his fingers, shifting back and forth on his heels as he tries to figure out the most mature way to ask for a cuddle. It’s cold as Shiva’s ice outside and right now you don’t have to time to wait for him to get political about how cuddling would be beneficial, so you simply pull him into your bedroll and blow out the light. He’s stiff as a board, not knowing what to do. But once sleep starts to take him, he wraps himself around you as best he could, absorbing your warmth.

Haurchefant

He is a warm as his heart! He’s perfect to cuddle! He’ll take any position, just being in your arms is amazing enough. He’ll leave kisses where he is facing, big spoon? kiss on your shoulders! little spoon? hand and finger kisses. He’s about to quickly turn it into a kissing session. 

All those times Haurchefant has invited you into his personal chambers for other than mature reasons is to cuddle! He knows for sure that most travelers aren’t used to how cold it is in Coerthas and the best way to warm up it cuddling. As you shuffle in, he’ll urge you over to the couch by the fire, allowing yourself to bask in its warmth before he starts to help you out of your armor. He eases you out of your gloves, cupping your bare hands to blow hot air into it. Haurchefant looks up and flash a bright smile at you once he catches your eye, before he starts to massage your hand. He urges you to kick off your shoes and crawl into the bed to get rid of the last of the cold. He allows you some space away from him once he tucks you in, but he will welcome you into his arms at moment of the night once it gets too cold again. 

G’raha Tia

He’s a little cold, not too much at his center only his hands are cold. You can’t  tell why. He leans more into you than cuddling, mainly because he’s a bit too busy wandering around the tower to rest properly. He love affection, but only from a select few. He likes to settle on top of you, describing it as ‘laying on top of a warm pillow’.

Before heading into the World of Darkness, you both take a seat on the edge of the tower, staring into the sea as the sun starts to set. His tail wave back and forth lazily, occasionally brushing against you as he buries himself in his thoughts. It’s not the first time that he had done this, inviting you to come sit with him only for him to become lost in his head. It allowed you to watch his ears and tail twitch back and forth, reading the spectrum of emotions that isn’t showing on his face. You reach out, cupping his cheek, running a thumb along across it. He smiles at you, pressing against your hand and start to nuzzle it, ears perk up at your touch. He keeps leaning and pushing into you until you were flat on your back with him rubbing his face against yours. Giggles erupted from the both of you, as you wrap your arms around each other. Nuzzling your neck this time, he place small kisses there, letting out a deep purr of bliss.