The shared bedroom was bathed in a soft, warm glow, as Brigitte, the pink-haired goddess of joy and fun, lay next to Apollo, the handsome and charming god of the sun. Her eyes were determined as she turned to him, a serious expression on her face.
"Apollo, I've been thinking," she began, her voice steady and strong. "It's time for Solace to start sleeping in his own bed."
Apollo looked at her with a mixture of surprise and reluctance, his brows furrowing together. "Are you sure, Brigitte? He's still so small."
Brigitte scoffed playfully, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "I know you want to keep him in your arms forever, but he needs to learn to sleep on his own. He's not a baby anymore, he's a toddler."
Apollo sighed, knowing that Brigitte was right. With a nod, the two of them carefully lifted Solace from the bed, his small body snuggled between them. They made their way to his room, tucking him in gently and whispering soft goodnights.
As they made their way back to their own bed, Brigitte couldn't shake the feeling of nervousness. It had been a year since Solace had started sleeping in their bed, and the thought of him not being there made her uneasy. She lay in bed, wide awake, as the minutes ticked by.
Finally, she couldn't take it any longer. Slipping out of bed, she tiptoed to Solace's room, her heart pounding in her chest. She pushed the door open, her eyes scanning the room. But the bed was empty.
Panic set in as Brigitte searched the house, her mind racing with worst-case scenarios. She finally found them in the living room, Solace sound asleep in Apollo's arms, his head resting on his chest.
Apollo looked up as Brigitte approached, his eyes filled with guilt. "I just wanted one more night with him," he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper.
Brigitte rolled her eyes, but she couldn't help the small smile that tugged at her lips. "Fine, but just one more night. Solace needs to learn to sleep on his own."
Apollo nodded, carefully placing Solace back in his bed. Brigitte climbed back into her own bed, feeling a sense of contentment wash over her. At least she knew Solace was safe and sound with Apollo.
As she drifted off to sleep, a small smile on her face, she couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, one more night wouldn't hurt.
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