#the lyrics dont match the scenario but shushhh let me have this

[ghosttownwherenoonegoes]

Imagine falling asleep to Black Sabbath’s Solitude while cuddling Eddie and falling asleep together, a storm raging outside but the both of you so, so peaceful in his bedroom. Nothing else exists except the two of you. Eddie’s leg tucked tightly between both of yours, his fingers on the back of your head, his other hand across your waist, fingers spidered to touch as much of you at the same time as he can, his plush lips against your head, whispering the lyrics. You smile, close your eyes and lean into Eddie, and you both find yourself thinking that your solitude is as peaceful as spending time together. It’s real and true, the bond you’ve cultivated between you, and neither of you are ever going to let go of the other.