(Doctor Otto Octavius x Norman Osborn)

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(short but sweet, kinda lazy but I enjoy making short chapters)

One advantage Norman had being smaller than his lover, was being able to curl up on the Otto's chest to nap. He was a cat, as Otto said multiple times. Tonight was no different, it was raining, and in Otto's option- the best time to lay down in bed and read a good book.

Norman was curled up underneath the blanket, his head however was peacefully laid on Otto's boobs—(*cough*) uhm- chest. Otto was reading a book about engineering, which is something Norman didn't bother to ask about.

"Norman?" Otto said softly, moving to the next page. Norman hummed and wrapped an arm around him, getting a tighter hold. "Why are you laying on me?" He asked looking at the other man from his book.

Norman huffed, "because you're soft, like a pillow." He said, relaxing once more. Otto hummed and nodded, allowing the other to just rest. It wasn't as if Norman weighed 1000 pounds, he was simply a cat or dog.

"Otto?"

"Hm?"

"Put down the book and turn off the lamp."

Otto sighed. "Alright, alright."