Literature
Cramped Quarters Lon'qu X Reader
It was late in the evening, perhaps an hour or so after twilight. Everyone had just finished setting up the new camp and Chrom had assigned random tents, just for tonight. It was too early for you to sleep, but the masses of insects buzzing around your head drove you inside of your tent. ”Huh, no one's here yet.” Shrugging to yourself, you unrolled your sleeping bag and pulled a book from inside. About three chapters into the book, someone else entered the tent. “Well this should be interesting.”
Lon'qu stood frozen in the doorway. The corners of his mouth were pulled down into a deep frown, and his eyebrows
