#its called eepy motion.....
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cherenkovs · 1 year ago
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help why is this 2010 video from the eppendorf youtube channel making me scream...
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bahrtofane · 7 months ago
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helloo can we have dialogue 9, trope 20 with tchouameni pleasee🫂
- "Stay, please?" - two idiots pinning and not realizing the other is just as in love
word count - 700+
watch it - sleepy eepy silly lovers
I luv him sm yall 
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You get a call at 3 in the morning. At first you think it's an alarm so you slap your phone a few times before fumbling around for your charger, sticking your face in your pillow and drifting away. 
Then you get another call, and this time you clock that it's not an alarm but your dearest friend who's decided blowing up your phone is much better than letting you get any rest. It's Friday and you'll give him a pass. (Aurélien gets any and every pass in your book but he doesn't need to know all that).
You answer, of course you do. Voice hoarse as you sit up, slouching against your pillow while you rub the sleep out of your eyes.
“Mind if you open the door.” he mumbles after a rushed greeting. 
You squint,”what?”
“Your door, can you come and open it.” he repeats again. Slower. 
“Where are you?” you yawn.
“Outside, I got you things from Germany and they're really perishable and supposed to be refrigerated and I won't be able to so I thought I'd stop by. Sorry it's so late.” he breathes into his phone.
“No it's okay,” you stumble out of your bed and feed for your slippers in the dark, padding around your apartment phone wedged between your shoulder and your ear. 
He stays on the line, even if he's a few feet away. Not hanging up til he’s greeted by a very puffy eyed you in your pjs still fighting sleep. 
He thinks you're beautiful like this. Warm and soft, exactly how you make him feel. In full honesty he could have kept the assortment of treats with him. His hotel probably has a mini fridge. But he wanted to see you. He knows both of you will get busy again. He'd rather not waste any chances. So here he is, standing in your door frame, sleek black carry-on suitcase in hand and a bag just for you in the other.
You use him inside, flicking on a light and taking his baggage. He tries to fight you but you only whine, wheeling it away from him and up against the wall.
“Tea?” you croak.
He giggles, “no it's okay,” he hands you the tote,” this is for you, i should get going.”
“No wait,” you rub your eyes, “it's late. Stay please?”
His resolve soon crumbles as you take him by the hand, leading him further into your home. To you its second nature. Not a second thought as you dig in your closet for a spare pair of slipper. 
“I have pjs for you somewhere, “ you mumble. 
“No no,” he waves his hands,”its okay i have my own.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah.”
You hum, padding along to get your room in order.
When you come back you see him in his pjs trying to settled on your couch and you frown, “no no you're sleeping in a proper bed get up.”
“It's your house.”
“And?”
“No i'll take the couch you have one bed i can-”
You shut him up with a tug to his sleeve, dragging him to your room. You turn your lamp on and slide in, motioning for him to follow. Friends share beds right? You would have offered if it wasn't him, and he wouldn't have accepted if it wasn't you. 
Maybe it's due to it being so late, to the jet lag, to you just being woken up. Or maybe it's because he feels so safe with you, so at home. And you feel so comfortable, and it feels so right when he slides in next to you, curling his hand around his face and resting his head against your pillow.
You've dreamt about this a million times. But you're too drowsy to be able to truly take it in. 
It's okay, the way Aurélien stares at you wide eyed admiring you makes up for it. He feels too excited to sleep but forces his eyes shut, turning the other way, and taking a deep breath to calm down.
You don't know this now but come morning you'll be pressed up against each other legs tangled and far too embarrassed to bring anything up. You hope he comes by again, maybe at a more reasonable hour next time so you can properly remember it. 
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