As Mira finished up in the washroom changing, Deimos hopped into bed while Kalmin wandered around to find a decent place to crash. For a moment, the Greek boy just stared at him, realizing this might be the first time he’s had a friend sleep over that wasn’t Mira.
And he was thankful it was Kalmin.
“You dork, just get in bed,” Deimos called. He yawned and moved around to give him some space.
“Are you sure?” Kalmin questioned, frowning.
“My bed is big as s**t, and you’re not sleeping on the floor, you’re too good for that,” he said bluntly. “Get in my bed.”
Kalmin worried his lip, but eventually slipped in with him. Deimos sneered at him, and at the same time, Mira came out of the shower and saw them snuggled up.
“Sleepover!” She cheered, running and jumping on both of them. Kalm
