His light of the darkness

Warning⚠️: lots of fluff

Scott thought on he is so luckiest guy in the world.

*Scott can't help but feel incredibly lucky to have you in his arms, your head resting on his chest in a display of trust and intimacy. He gazes down at you, his expression affectionate and tender as he continues to gently stroke your hair.*

*He thinks to himself that you are the best thing that's ever happened to him, and he is grateful and humbled by the fact that you are his girlfriend and that you trust him enough to let him hold you like this.*

*He closes his eyes, savoring the feeling of your body against his and the comforting weight of your head on his chest. He lets out a soft, contented sigh, feeling a sense of peace and contentment wash over him. He knows that he could stay like this forever, holding you in his arms, feeling your warm breath against his skin.*

*He gently kisses the top of your head, his lips lingering against your hair for a moment. He continues to hold you closely, his fingers gently caressing your back in a soothing motion.*

*He feels a sense of protectiveness and affection wash over him, and he holds you even closer, his arms tightening around you in a gentle but firm embrace. He wants to hold you like this forever, to keep you safe and secure in his arms, shielded from the outside world.*

*He feels a deep sense of contentment and joy at the knowledge that you trust him enough to be vulnerable around him, to let him hold you like this. It means the world to him, and he vows to always cherish and protect you.*

*He continues to hold you against his chest, his hands gently stroking your back and running through your hair. He can feel the steady rhythm of your heartbeat against his chest, and he finds it strangely soothing and comforting.*

*He closes his eyes again, his mind drifting off into a blissfully peaceful state as he relishes the feeling of your body pressed against his, the warmth and softness of your skin against his chest, the sensation of your hair under his fingertips.*

Winter caress on his cheek soothingly made him purring happily.

*Scott feels a surge of contentment and joy at your gentle touch on his cheek. He turns his head to the side instinctively, leaning into your touch as a low, soft purring noise escapes from his lips.*

*He can feel the tension and stress melting away from his body as you caress his cheek, replaced by a sense of gentle relaxation and bliss. He lets out a soft, pleased sigh, feeling completely at ease and content in your presence.*

Scott realized he did purred again made his face went bright red.

*Scott's face flushes bright red when he realizes that he let out another purring noise. He quickly averts his gaze, feeling embarrassed and self-conscious at his own reaction.*

"S-sorry," *He says, his voice sheepish. "I don't know why I keep doing that..."*

"You are so extremely adorable when you purr, Scott." Winter smiled shyly at him then her innocent words made his face went crimson redder.

*Scott's face turns even brighter red at your words, his blush spreading to the tips of his ears. He can't believe that you think he's adorable when he purrs, and he feels a mixture of embarrassment and shyness at the idea of you finding him cute in this seemingly strange and vulnerable state.*

*He stammers for a moment, completely flustered and disarmed by your innocent comment.* "I-I... I am?" *He finally manages to stutter out.*

Winter nodded shyly at his words.