#Liu bb 😘

[zhoudadudugongjin]

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Happy Birthday, Jordan!!! 🎁 with

Exhausted

Pairing: Simu Liu x f. reader

Genre: fluff 

Warnings: none 😋

Summary: You fly out to London to visit Simu, only to find him fast asleep in his trailer.

Word Count: 321

Notes: I just had a burst of inspiration after spending all day yesterday procrastinating and sleeping instead of doing any of my responsibilities lol @tonystarksfavoritedaughter I know this is long overdue, but I love and appreciate you for your patience bb 😘 Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed what you read 😊

*Part of my 23rd birthday celebration which is now CLOSED. Thanks again for taking part in my special day!

You arrived in London in hopes to see the city with Simu while he had downtime from filming. Once you entered his trailer, you found him fast asleep, snoring like a bear. He looked so peaceful in his slumber, you just wanted to join him on the couch. 

Setting your bags on the floor, you hang your coat on the back of the door, and tiptoed towards your sleeping beau. As you crawled on top of Simu, he groaned and fluttered his eyes open slightly.

You smiled down at him, “Is this spot taken?” Simu stretched and rubbed his eyes. 

“You’re here!” He sighed, voice still groggy from his nap. “I thought I was dreaming when I saw your face.”

“I can assure you that I’m very much real.”

Simu smiled, wrapping his arms around your waist. “I’m happy you are.” You stooped down to peck his lips. It felt like heaven to finally be in his embrace again.

“So what do you want to do now that you’re here?” Simu chirped. 

“You know what? I could go for some sleep too. The plane ride was a bit rough.” You rested your head on his chest, feeling his heartbeat drum against your ear. 

“Sounds good to me.” He pressed his lips against the top of your head. “Can you grab that blanket over there please?” You sat up to yank the blanket from the other couch, draping it over both of your bodies.

“Anything for my handsome man.” Your fingers combed through his dark hair. You felt like a kid again being comforted by your favorite stuffed animal. Except this stuffed animal was built with toned muscles and softer hair that smelt like the ocean.

“Good night again, my sweet girl.” His lips met yours once more before he settled back against the armrest of the couch.

“I love you, my sweet boy.” With that, you both drifted back into slumber.

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