#today was so exhausting i just wanna sleep but the game

[rebelwithoutabroom]

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[sunnibits]

somehow it’s already a bad chronic fatigue day today. fucking hell.

[foreignobjecticus]

[insert cat biting image yourself because I can't find the one I want now taht all search engines seem to be completely useless]

The work. Won't endddddddddddddd

[toucansafari]

Another one of those days =_=

[chuluoyi]

࿐ ࿔ 🕰️ 「 07:02 A.M 」

based on an ask but i can't find the post :') and i'm working on remarried empress au i promise :'D so please make do with this first. anyways, more domestic dad!gojo and reader ahead~

a part of gojo's love entries

“mph, so cold...”

satoru was awoken by the chill biting at his whole body as he realized he was naked from the waist up, and saw that you, vast asleep, were hogging the whole blanket to cocoon yourself.

this is why i’m freezing! but eh...

and then he really saw you. curling up with messy hair, lips adorably pursed even in your sleep, and overall, you looked so soft and vulnerable in his eyes.

mine, all mine... satoru didn’t need to blink to see you better but he did anyway, and the sight brought a fond smile to his face. you were rightly exhausted after last night and he quietly snickered to himself, thinking of your mewls. out of cuteness aggression, he hugged you along with your blanket and planted kisses on your face.

“mm, ahh...” you groaned, and he dived in to suck your neck.

your smooth skin and soft pants... gods, he just wanted to gobble you all over again—

“go... awaay...” but then you flipped your body away from him, mumbling and hiding your head under the blanket altogether.

satoru was left reeling at the refusal, heartbrokenly pouting, but then he heard the pitter patter of tiny steps and immediately looked at the door to find his cute son curiously opening the door and peeking his head inside.

ah, another one of his great blessings.

“hey you.” satoru grinned immediately as his toddler’s round blue eyes widened in slight surprise. “why are you awake so early? come here.”

“yaaay!” the munchkin cheered at the invitation and was really about to jump into the bed when he sat up to stop him. “shh, don't be too loud!”

“—?” his boy looked at him with a sad frown as he picked him up and placed him on the bed next to him.

“oh no, don’t be sad. just let mama sleep longer, yeah? she’s tired.”

“mm, why?”

“why? well, she didn’t get enough sleep, that’s why.”

“but you sleep together...?”

“hmm~ we played a game a bit before sleeping and it ate all her energy.”

satoru mentally did a victory pose as his minion no longer questioned him, but then his clear eyes were transfixed on his bare body. “papa, you nakey...?”

your curious son was adorable in every way. he inherited your natural cuteness and satoru wanted nothing more than indulging him but...

he suddenly engulfed him in a bear hug and squeezed him tightly, making him almost squeal.

“yes! and now i’m cold so you’re my new heater!”

“waaaaa nooo!”

it was a morning just like any other day, with his baby and his wife, and yet satoru knew that surely today was going to be a good day.

“minion, you do know i love you and your mama veeeery much, don’t you?~”

epilogue

it happened during breakfast. you were sitting your son in his high chair and about to prepare simple omelet for the three of you to share when you heard it—

“mamaaa, what game did you and papa play? wanna play too!” your innocent boy asked with gummy smile, and you cocked your head in confusion.

“game...?”

“papa said you played a game together... at night!”

you honestly couldn’t connect the dots together, so you turned to your husband for help... but satoru merely awkwardly chuckled to himself.

“papa said... the game makes you tired and ate your energy!”

tired? ate energy? the gears in your head were turning and you came to a conclusion so quick as you shot a glare at satoru.

“well, it is a game your papa really enjoys,” you scathingly replied, not looking away from him as he inwardly gulped. but oho, you were in no forgiving mood this morning and so you wickedly smirked.

“let’s try to ask him about it. so, papa, what did we play again, hmm?”

[paiges-1vur]

can i have you baby…? as always enjoy loves <3

it was the middle of the night, 1:04 am to be exact. in paiges bed, she currently has her arms wrapped around you not wanting to let you go. "paige i have to go to the bathroom.. let me go” you pleaded. "mmm, it can wait. your so warm." paige mumbles in a drowsy yet husky voice as her grip tightens. you smile and laugh at paiges response, leaning back into her touch after your attempt to go to the bathroom.

“you sound tired baby, do you want to go to sleep?” paige groans in response, keeping her arms wrapped around you. in truth she was a bit of a clingy girlfriend especially at the middle of night. she shakes her head before responding. "no.. im not." she mumbles through a sleepy voice as she buries her face into your neck, her warm breath brushing against your skin from the close proximity. “baby.. are you sure you definitely sound tired. your voice is definitely cute but also exhausted.” paige groans more in annoyance. she hates being called out for being tired when she's trying to fight it so she can stay in the moment. "nooo.. m'not." she mumbles once again, her grip around your middle tightens as she continues snuggling into you.

a long yawn comes out from her mouth, which she tries to stifle. “baby, i know you had a long practice today its okay.. you need rest” you speak softly to the blonde. she groans before sighing in defeat. she couldn't hide the tiredness anymore. "but I don't wanna go to sleep." she mumbles like a child. “i want to stay awake with you." you smile at her response. despite being exhausted from a busy day with practice, she only wants to be with you. some days, this time was the only time you could spent together. paige was always off at some event, or at practice, or at a game. “okay then, we can stay awake for a little longer, i just want to make sure your not going to be too cranky tomorrow” you say, basically parenting her. she had practice next afternoon, and nobody likes to deal with a cranky paige at 12 in the afternoon. "i don't get cranky." paige replied a bit defensive at the comment before yawning again. realizing she's only proving your point, she lets out a low groan before burying herself more into the crook of your neck.

you lay like that for a while. after a couple minutes you start playing with her hair, soothing the long soft blonde hair between your fingers. “what a cute sleepy baby” you say placing a kiss on the top of her head. you cant help but stare at her, eyes closed, lips slightly parted, at peace. she melts into your touch, her body going lax as she feels your fingers in her hair. she almost purrs as you keep playing with her hair, her eyes flutter close as she revels in the soothing feeling.

"mmm.. your mean.." she responds to you calling her a cute, sleepy baby. you let out a laugh. “how is that mean darling.. i love when your like this.. so cute and vulnerable, not talking back or telling me what to do” you say boldly continuing to play with her long soft strands of blonde hair as her head rested in the crook of your neck. she pouts a little, her face still hidden in the crook of your neck. she can't deny that she enjoys your praise, but she can't help but feel a little bit flustered at the same time. "im not cute and vulnerable. im tough." she retorts even when she's contradicting herself with the way she's curled up next to you and letting you pet her.

you slowly creep your hand under her shirt to rub her bare back, tracing small shapes on it “sure baby, your so tough” you say smiling as she looks so cute in you arms, lips puffy from sleep and eyes closed. the moment your hand starts to run along her lower back, over her soft skin, paige lets her breath hitch, a shiver running through her body. "mm.. don't say it like that." she whines, the tone in her voice turning needy when your hand starts to rub her back. her body pressing itself more into your touch, craving your warmth and touch. you laugh. “why not love” you let your hand explore her upper back and start to move up and down her sides, also gently tracing the side of her ribcage.

paige bites back a whimper, her eyes fluttering close as she feels your hand exploring along her back and sides. it doesn't help that her skin is extra sensitive due to her tiredness so your gentle caress is only making her feel more weak and vulnerable. she tries to maintain her grumpy exterior by mumbling.

“cause it's stupid.." you hum at her response before questioning her, “why are you making noises baby.. do you want me to stop? and no.. its not stupid. your the cutest little baby out there.. all mine forever.” you say smiling and continuing to explore the skin just above her ribcage before moving back to her back and sides, tracing up and down them.

more soft noises escape from her mouth as you continue to caress her skin so tenderly. she lets out a small shaky sigh when you call her a cute baby, a blush forming over her cheeks. its hard to stay grumpy when you're so warm and soft with her, but she still fights against your praises. "stop... im not.. a cute baby.." she mumbles, trying to hide her face further in the crook of your neck. “mmm, yes you are love.. look at you, a blushing mess in my arms..” you continue to trace her back moving to her lower back and letting your hand find her waist. paige lets out a soft moan as your hand moves back to her lower back, her body squirming against you in response to the touch.

shes slowly losing her stubborn attitude as she melts into your touch, especially as you move your hand down to her waist and are holding her tight. she can feel herself getting more and more affected by you as her tiredness begins to make her feel needy. you have never seen her like this, so submissive. "your hands.. they're making me.. feel weird." she mumbles quietly through a soft voice. her body is practically flush against you now as she seeks more of your warm touch. “i want you, can I have you baby?"

she asks in a whispery, needy tone as she lets her face move away from your neck. her eyes are half-lidded as she looks up at you, a faint blush on her cheeks and lower lip pulled in by her teeth. she looks absolutely adorable and vulnerable in this state, practically begging you to touch her more….

[coco-loco-nut]

Favorite Uncle

pairing: Lando x Goddaughter Reader

summary: you adore your godfather and the chat adores you

a/n: I know this is a short blurb, but it is so wholesome. Thanks for the req for a Lucky Charm part two 🥹

no part 3

part one masterlist

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You ran into the house as fast as your little legs could take you. You had just been out at the park with your mom and when you got back you saw a familiar car in the driveway. You followed the sound of your dad’s voice to his gaming room, and despite you not being allowed in there, your godfather was far too important for rules.

“Uncle Lanwo!” you squeal, running in and attacking Lando with hugs. Max looks at you in disbelief, you ALWAYS come to your father first.

“Hi munchkin,” Lando picks you up and hugs you tight as Max pauses the game. Lando doesn’t let you go, enjoying your tiny hands trying to tightly squeeze him.

“I watched you race yesterday, you were really fast!” you say, not letting go yet.

“Mate, not cool. That’s my daughter,” Max deadpans.

“She’s my goddaughter, you muppet,” Lando points out, holding back a joke about killing Max so he could keep you. He would say it if they weren’t in the middle of a stream.

“Y/n/n, where’s my hug?” Max pouts. You look over at him with wide eyes.

“Uncle Lanwo is more important,” you huff, wiggling around so you can sit on Lando’s lap and play with his curls. Lando sits there with a grin on his face, gently holding you so you don’t fall as your little hands pull at his hair. Sure it hurts a little, but he cherishes the moment while it lasts.

“Chat, can you believe this?!” Max asks the camera, watching as the chat blows up saying how adorable you are with Lando and how good Lando is with you. “Is no one on my side?” Max says, exasperated.

“Nope, tough luck, sweetheart. Come on, baby girl, let’s leave your uncle and dad to their games,” Pietra gently picks you up off of Lando’s lap, aware of the game they are playing - one that is certainly not little eyes friendly. You are sad, but it’s your mom so you guess it’s ok.

“Bye Uncle Lanwo, bye Daddy,” you wave your tiny hand at them. “Can I have a snack please, Mommy?” you ask your mom as she walks out of the room.

“Ha! She said bye to me first, I’m the favorite,” Lando grins.

“She won’t go to sleep unless I read to her first,” Max says, ending the argument. He notices Lando doesn’t seem into the game as much anymore. “You want to go play with her, don’t you?” Max sighs, looking at his best friend.

“Yeah, but you do too,” Lando says, seeing Max glance at the door.

“Well, that’s all for today, Chat. Bye,” Max ends the stream, practically racing Lando to the kitchen. You lavish in all the attention.

“Max, go start dinner,” Pietra tells her husband, it’s his turn to cook. She notices your tired eyes, you did miss your nap. You fight the tiredness, wanting to stay up to play with your godfather.

“Do you wanna watch Sleeping Beauty?” Lando asks, also picking up on your exhaustion.

“Okay!” you drop the Barbie in your hand, climbing onto the couch.

“Go help Max or take a nap, I’ve got her,” Lando says as Pietra starts the movie. Lando lays on the couch, letting you lay on his chest. You don’t make it past the opening scene, and Lando drifts off a few minutes later.

That’s how Max finds you once he puts the lasagna in the oven. That’s your current favorite dinner even if you can’t pronounce it. Max takes a picture to post to his Instagram later.

instagram

maxfewtrell chat, is this real 😐

pietra.pilao they didn’t even last 10 minutes into the movie

user1 and it’s all too much for little Lando Norris

pietra.pilao @/user1 21 years old. He just needs a little bit of sleep

user1 I live for Uncle Lando and Y/n

landonorris real ones know how tiring Barbies is

pietra.pilao she wants her pillow back

landonorris @/pietra.pilao tell her i’m coming right back after the race 🥺

[dixons-sunshine]

Sleepy!reader falling asleep all the time on Daryl’s shoulder,Chest,Arm anywhere in car ride or meeting with group and everyone teasing him and her about it

Sleepyhead | Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader

Summary: Life in a world ravaged by the undead was hard. Constantly wondering where you'd find your supplies, whether your loved ones were safe and whether you'd die that day was exhausting. That exhaustion caught up with you, but thankfully, Daryl was more than willing to be your temporary pillow, even at the expense of getting teased about it.

Genre: Fluff.

Era: Prison, post season three, pre season four.

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of sleep deprivation.

Word count: 768.

A/n: This is really short, but I really didn't have it in me today to write anything long, so I wrote this little fic instead. I feel like this isn't exactly like what was requested, but I hope you like this nonetheless!

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“Aw, the two of you are so adorable.”

“Glenn, get your camera. We need to get a picture of this.”

“Who knew you could be so soft, Daryl?”

The sound of laughter pulled you out of the black abyss of sleep you were nearly lost in. As everyone continued talking to the archer who's chest you found yourself rested against, you could clearly hear the teasing tones in everyone's voices, and it nearly made you smile—however, that would blow your cover and show everyone that you had woken up again. You wanted to see how Daryl handled the situation.

Barely even fifteen minutes prior, you had been sat against the wall of the lower level of the cellblock as everyone participated in a game of truth or dare. However, not too long into the game, you had yawned and rested your head back against the wall. You were extremely tired, the nights of sleeplessness finally knocking on your door in the form of exhaustion. As you had closed your eyes, you could distinctly feel the arms of someone wrapping around your shoulders, and your cheek had found itself rested upon a firm yet soft surface—that surface you now knew to be Daryl's chest—and a blanket had been draped around you.

“If y'all dun' shut the fuck up righ' now, I'll throw this goddamn pot at yer heads,” Daryl grumbled, subconsciously tightening his arms around you and readjusting the blanket that he had draped around the both of you to fight off the chill the night exhibited. “She ain't been gettin' any sleep lately. S'the first time she's slept in days. If y'all wanna make fun'a me, do it tomorrow when ya dun' run the risk'a wakin' her up.”

“Aw, Daryl,” Michonne awed teasingly, sharing a small laugh with Carl, who watched the exchange in amusement. “You're so sweet. Who would've thought that you'd actually be a big teddy bear instead of this brooding, scary guy you pretend to be?”

“She did,” Rick laughed, motioning over to you. “Look at her. She managed to make Daryl hold her in front of all of us. I thought that would be impossible.”

“Piss off, Grimes,” Daryl replied, ducking his head to hide the blush that spread over his face. Somehow, without even having to shrug you off first, Daryl got up and held you bridal style, regarding the amused faces of his friends once more before turning around. “M'takin her to bed. Nigh', assholes.”

Laughter followed him as he climbed the stairs to your shared cell. You nuzzled your face into his chest and tried to hide your smile, vehemently amused by the situation Daryl had just escaped. You knew that the two of you wouldn't hear the end of what had happened downstairs, but you had no problem with a little teasing over something as tender as Daryl holding you.

Soon, Daryl layed you down on the bed and climbed in behind you, adjusting the covers around the both of you. The archer grumbled something to himself before pressing himself against your back, wrapping his arms around you.

Finding it the perfect moment to add some teasing of your own, you rested your hand over his that rested around you. “They're right, you know. You are really sweet.”

A few beats of silence passed until Daryl spoke up. “Ya were awake the whole time?”

“No, not the whole time,” you corrected. “I woke up because everyone was laughing too loud. I'm glad I did, though. I'd hate to miss any opportunity to see you get so flustered.”

“Yer the worst,” Daryl mumbled, nuzzling his face into your shoulder blade.

“Yeah, I am,” you giggled. “You love me, though.”

A long moment of silence passed. You thought that Daryl had fallen asleep already, but soon he tightened his arms around you and pressed a kiss to the exposed skin on your shoulder.

“Yeah, I do love ya, sleepyhead.”

[lovelykil]

headcanons─

: ➛ killua & gon x reader older ver.

hc; night owl reader

cw; little suggestive themes mentioned

note; I have a huge headache (´ﾍ｀；) also, this was one of the choices everyone wanted so 😛

˗ˏˋ gon

“you're still awake?” o(*��ー` ?)

I'm pretty sure he passes out dead cold right when he hits the sheets. After a long day of training to build his aura and practice his new ability he's tired asf

Bisky gives yall no break

He changes into his muscle shirt and some sweats then jumps right into bed, you following along.

He tells you goodnight and places a little peck on your cheek before clinging onto your arm and snoozing

You're obviously exhausted too from today but somehow can't find yourself to be sleeping, but to ponder.

You think about how you even began to be with the ravenette and how your life changed for the best along side with him.

You wonder if killua actually really liked you or not σ(￣∇￣;)

He always seemed distant or not wanting to deal with you at all, but he always had your back in fights so.. maybe he did have a soft spot for you.

minutes past by.. You're still stuck in your head, looking up at the ceiling.

an hour..

two..

three..

four?!

damn what possibly could you be thinking about

You played a game on your phone soon enough from after all this thinking , the bright screen waking up the teen next to you.

You were actually surprised that woke him up he was literally facing away from you after shifting in his spot countless times.

He sits up with a disturbed expression, rubbing his weary chocolate eyes.

"y/n, can you turn off your phone?"

"I- yeah sorry gon." (￣▽￣;)

With a click the device shut off and was placed beneath your pillow, you sigh quietly to yourself.

"I wonder what your dad looks like." You whispered.

"I'm sure like me" gon tiredly smiled at you. You looked back at him then at the ceiling, you let out a soft chuckle.

"obviously, I bet that's where you got your weird hair"

"hey!" (｀ε´ )

"my bad" ( ￣▽￣)

gon lays back in his spot, his thoughts flooding his mind aswell.

"how long have you been awake?" He lets out, his head turning.

you think before answering.

"awhile."

"awhile!?"

"couldn't sleep"

"bisky isn't gonna go easy on us tomorrow you need to get your rest you know." The boy tugged on your shirt, trying to get you to listen. Your eyes move around the dark room then you grumble.

"okayy" you scoot towards him to feel his warmth, he lays his hand on your shoulder to kiss your cheek and smile.

"we can finally sleep together now!"

"ahhg, yes night gon."

"goodnighttt" (^^)

will make you go to sleep with kisses and hugs

he cares alot about your health and sleeping is the way to extra energy !!

so I don't think he stays up much

If he does it's possibly because of a sleepover with killua

idk I see him needing that beauty rest 🗣‼️

˗ˏˋ killua

“go to sleep WOMEN” o(｀Д´#)

does NOT need that beauty rest 🗣‼️

he can stay awake for awhile 2 to 3 days I think he said?

he just built different 🥶

so match him up with someone who also can't sleep ..

boom

chaos.

jk I'm sure he's pretty chill about it

like you also can't sleep? cool wanna have a pillow fight and watch scary movies??

you two are probably always doing something in the middle of the night.

nothing weird YOU PERV.

I mean, unless..😗

NO.

like sneaking into the kitchen to steal snacks together, quietly so not to wake up kurapika 😓

kil always eats most of them though to piss you off, then you end up yelling at him as he looks at you with his cat smirk

slowly shoving the chips into his mouth.

ooohh that boy gets on your nerves (`へ´*)

he won't admit it but he enjoys these nights with you, he's impressed how long you can stay up till you eventually pass the fuck out

idk cause sometimes at night too he gets a little.. silly.

suddenly his confidence is WAY high in the dark room as you two talk to each other after snacking.

he plays with the ends of your shirt as you sit on his lap and rant about something

"oh? uh-huh. mhm

he's not listening, he wants to rub his hands against your torso from under your shirt as you gasp from the cold sensation of his digits.

maybe even let him take off your shirt if he's lucky.

though, you knew what he was doing there was a reason why he wanted you to sit on his lap ����

you grin to yourself, shaking your head.

you stopped talking and grabbed his pervy hands.

"I know what you're doing." You whispered.

"damn it, thought I was careful this timee" He whined.

you escape from his lap and lay next to him with a giggle.

"ohh, you're so cute cmere." You tease the boy, listening to him boil in heat. His pale face pink as flamingos as you lean in to kiss his cheek.

suddenly that confidence died out.

"you're so embarrassing.." (≧ヘ≦ )

he muttered irritatedly but he very much enjoyed that peck hoping you would kiss him on the lips now.

in which you did, the kiss was long and gentle. Your hand held his cheek as his landed on yours your lips formed a smile when he did so causing him to break away from the tender kiss and grow more flustered

"WHYD YOU DO THAT-"

"Smile?"

"YEAH.. DON'T DO THAT."

"Because the way your hand went on mine was cute."

". . ."

"You KNOW WHAT go to BED" ////

honestly it's fun being with him, wasting your nights with the albino

and having meaningful (sometimes) conversations at night, the kind where you and him smile together, with nothing but love in each of your eyes.

[ornateorchid]

thinking about poly 141 x reader when you have a bad day at work :/

warnings: fem!afab!reader, one moment of smut (oral f!receiving), fluff, comfort, pet names

It was another one of those days where everything went wrong. You woke up late, spilled your drink in your car, ran into the door, and had to flag down a janitor to unlock your office because you left your keys at home. And that was just in the morning. By the afternoon, you were exhausted and wanted away from everyone. Your boss had assigned another upcoming project and your group is full of the most miserable, insufferable people you could come across. They argued over everything and you just had to sit back and hope they wouldn't make you pick sides.

Usually, you would go home and cry and eat ice cream while watching your comfort movies after a day like this. But your boys were home from deployment, so you knew they wouldn't let that happen.

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When you walked through the front door, Simon and John were setting the table while Johnny and Kyle were playing video games in the living room.

"Welcome home, love," Simon said as he gave you a quick peck on the cheek.

"Hey, darling. How was your day?" John asked as he set down the utensils.

You ignored both of them and made a b-line for Kyle and Johnny. Not because you favored them, but because you desperately needed someone to hold you. You climbed onto the couch and buried yourself in Johnny's arms. He paused the game and chuckled as he held you tightly, rubbing your back as you whined.

"Rough day?" Kyle asked, looking at you with concern.

You nodded, holding tighter to Johnny's shirt. You didn't even realize you were crying, but the tears were flowing.

"Wha' happened, bonnie?" Johnny asked, kissing your temple.

"I'm tired," you sobbed. "Today has been terrible."

"Aw, c'mere," Kyle said, opening his arms.

You immediately crawled into his lap and hid your face in his neck, letting him hold you close. Johnny scooted closer and rubbed your back, cooing softly. Simon and John came into the living room, both frowning.

"Everything alright?" John asked, sitting on the other side of Kyle and rubbing your arm.

"Just a bad day, it seems," Kyle said, rubbing your side.

"It was terrible," you cried. "Everyone was arguing. I didn't get enough sleep. And I forgot my keys and couldn't get into my office."

"Sounds like a shitty day," Simon said, coming around and kissing your cheek. "Did you eat?"

You shook your head. "No time," you sniffed. "And I wasn't hungry anyway."

"How about we eat dinner, then we'll get ya a bath and cuddle for the rest of the night, a'right?" Johnny suggested, running his hand along your back.

"That sounds nice," you sighed, relaxing against Kyle.

"Alright, you get some more cuddles while we finish up dinner," Simon said, patting your head.

"You wanna go change into something more comfortable, love?" Kyle murmurs as he presses kisses onto the top of your head. You nod and he carries you to the bedroom, gently setting you on the bed.

He turns around and starts rummaging through the dresser while making small talk. You only give short, one-word answers whenever he asks a question, mostly just listening.

"You wanna know what helps me feel better after a stressful day?" he asks, a smirk on his face. You can't see it since his back is still turned towards you, but you can hear it in the tone of his voice that he's up to no good.

"Hm?" you ask, and he turns around and places a pair of sweatpants and one of Simon's shirts on the bed. He walks closer to where you're sitting on the bed and leans down to your level. "An orgasm," he says quietly. "Only if you want to, of course. It's up to you, love."

On one hand, it sounds nice. But on the other hand, you were tired and didn't feel like doing much.

Almost like he read your mind, Kyle rubs your arm and says, "You just have to lay here and look pretty. You know I love giving."

"Please?" you whine, pouting.

"Of course, sweetheart," he said, leaning in and pressing his lips to yours. You kissed back, reaching up to wrap your arms around his neck. He slowly pushed you down onto the bed, settling between your legs.

"Let me know if it's too much, yeah?" he murmured as he unbuttoned your shirt. You hummed in agreement, too focused on the feeling of his lips on your skin. He trailed kisses down your neck, sucking and nipping gently.

His hand snaked their way up to your chest, rubbing and squeezing. His hand slipped inside your bra, cupping and fondling your breast. You moan and arch into his touch, loving the attention.

He kissed and sucked his way down your chest, removing his hand from your bra. He quickly undid the button on your pants, sliding the zipper down. You lifted your hips and he pulled them off, tossing them to the side. He slid his hand under your underwear and cupped your pussy.

"Already wet," he purred, rubbing your clit with his thumb. You moaned softly, hips rocking.

"So pretty, laid out for me like this," he murmurs. "Gonna take care of you, baby."

He hooked his fingers on the waistband of your panties, slowly pulling them down. Once they were off, he sat back and stared at your naked body.

"So gorgeous," he muttered, leaning down and kissing your pussy. He slowly licked from your entrance to your clit, flicking it with his tongue.

"Such a sweet girl," he murmured, his mouth vibrating against you. He kissed your thigh before sucking and nipping at the sensitive flesh. He moved further down, leaving hickeys in his wake.

He reached your inner thigh and bit down harder than before, drawing a loud moan from your throat. He soothed the bite mark with his tongue, moving back up.

"Love you," he said, pressing a soft kiss to your clit. He moved down and licked around your entrance, moaning softly. "God, you taste so good," he groaned. "I could do this all day."

You whimpered, gripping his hair. He hummed and slipped his tongue inside, curling and thrusting it in and out. He reached up and rubbed your clit with his thumb, and your body started trembling.

He continued his assault, alternating between licking and sucking at your clit and thrusting his tongue in and out. Right then, there was a knock on the door and John walked in. "Dinner's rea- oh."

He looked surprised, but not angry. Kyle didn't stop, only smirking at John as he continued eating you out. "Well, I guess you're already eating," John said, walking over and rubbing your hip. Kyle hummed, licking your pussy slowly.

"John," you moaned, reaching for him. He smiled and took your hand, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles. "Kyle's taking good care of you, yeah?"

"Mhm," you sighed. Kyle had moved back down, thrusting his tongue in and out as fast as possible. John chuckled, squeezing your hand.

"You like that, huh?" he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

You nodded your head and moaned loudly, back arching. Kyle hummed and pressed his tongue deeper inside, rubbing his nose against your clit. You came with a cry, gripping his hair. He continued licking and sucking as you rode out your high, slowing down as your body went slack.

"That's a good girl," John said, patting your thigh. He kissed your cheek and stood, smiling "Come join us when you're ready," he said, turning and leaving.

Kyle looked up at you, smiling. "Feel better?"

"Much better," you replied, nodding.

"Good," he said, kissing your pussy once more. He climbed off the bed and helped you get dressed, pressing soft kisses all over your face.

"Love you," he said, wrapping his arm around your waist.

"I love you too," you replied, burying your face in his side.

He led you out of the room and into the kitchen, where John was already eating and Simon was pouring drinks.

"Hey, bonnie," Johnny said, smiling. "Feeling better?"

You nodded, blushing. Simon walked over and kissed your cheek, handing you a glass of water.

"Glad to hear it," he said, sitting down next to Kyle.

"You're a sneaky bastard, Garrick," Simon whispers, and leans over to kiss his Sergeant on the mouth.

" 'M well aware, Lieutenant," Kyle smirks. "Couldn't resist the opportunity."

Simon chuckled and shook his head, and John smiled at the exchange.

"Come eat, darling," John said, patting the chair next to him. You sat down, and he kissed your cheek, wrapping an arm around you.

"Thank you," you mumbled, leaning into his side.

"Of course, darling," he said, smiling. "You've had a tough day; you deserve a little extra affection."

You blushed, burying your face in his neck. He chuckled and rubbed your side, kissing the top of your head.

After dinner, the five of you watched a movie. You were curled up in Johnny's lap, his strong arms wrapped around you. Simon's head was in your lap, while Kyle was snuggling with John on the loveseat. You were half asleep by the time the movie was over, and Johnny chuckled, kissing the top of your head.

"Ready for bed, bonnie?" he asked, running his hand along your arm.

"Mhm," you mumbled, cuddling closer to him.

"Let's get you to bed then," he said, scooping you up. You nuzzled his neck, sighing softly. He carried you to the bedroom, setting you on the bed.

"You wanna shower first, lovie?" Simon asked when he walked into the bedroom. You nodded your head, and he smiled.

"Okay, darling. We'll be quick," he said, kissing your forehead.

Once everyone was done showering and changing, they climbed into bed. You were laying on top of Simon, John on one side rubbing your back and Kyle and Johnny snuggling on the other.

"Feeling better?" Simon asked, rubbing your side.

"Much better," you mumbled, resting your head on his chest.

"Good," he said, kissing the top of your head.

John leaned over and pressed a kiss to your cheek, smiling.

"We're glad you're feeling better," he said, "Get some rest, darling."

"I love you," you said, yawning.

"We love you too," Simon said, and John nodded.

They were asleep soon after, and you followed suit. Today may have started terribly, but the end definitely made up for it.

a/n: GRAHHH i hate the ending but this has been festering in my drafts for weeks and i wanted it OUT.

divider by @saradika

[sweetestcaptainhughes]

May I request ☁️ “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?” With Jack Hughes?

I love the Drabble idea by the way!

I'm truly sorry it took me so long to answer this, I'm still trying to get my inbox caught up.

Drabble Challenge. Drabble Masterlist.

"You haven't even touched your food. What's going on?"

Today had been one of those days that you just felt like shit after. Nothing that was particularly bad happened, it's just that for whatever reason today your body checked out and you felt this overwhelming need to go to sleep. Maybe you were getting sick? Or maybe you working long hours and then staying up even later to watch all of Jack's away games was finally catching up to you. Either way by the time you were on the coach with a plate of food that Jack made all you could do was zone out starring at the t.v.

Not knowing how much time had passed but you heard Jack next to you call your name, it took a few tries but finally your brain registered the sound and you turned your head to him giving a sound of acknowledgement.

"baby are you okay?" he asks his own plate abounded on the coffee table in front of you both.

"yeah why?" you softly answer the exhaustion from the day clear in your voice. Jack softly removes the plate from your lap and puts it next to his.

"Well, to start I don't think you've said more than a three-word response to me since you got home. Second, you haven't even touched your food, and I made your favorite tonight. So I'll ask again, whats going on Y/N?" he softly asks he grabs your hand and squeezes it three times a silent I love you.

"I'll sound crazy." you whisper.

"You can never be more crazy than Cole and his obsession with Taylor Swift." he smiles to you.

"I don't know what's wrong." you can hear your voice crack, feel tears threatening to spill out of your eyes. "I just feel off, and I'm not hungry. Maybe I'm just tired from working too much or maybe it's me just overthinking. But I just feel off today." you admit looking down at where your hands are joined suddenly too embarrassed to look up.

"Okay, have you eaten at all today hun?" he asks gently, his voice filled with concern and nonjudgemental. Shaking your head yes he asks a differnet question, "A real meal baby, not a random gronola bar while your at work?" His voice a little more stern, letting you know how serious he is.

"yeah." you mumble.

"okay well do you wanna go to bed?" he asks gently.

"It's too early for you to sleep." you mumble. "and I don't wanna be by myself."

"bullshit. I am literally known in the league for taking naps. Come on baby let's go." he says as he gently helps you up and into the bedroom. He leaves just to put your untouched dinner away so it doesn't spoil. By the time Jack comes back, your under the covers half asleep he slides in next to you and before he knows it he's asleep.

[azzibuckets]

no funny business [pazzi]

paige bueckers x azzi fudd

summary: paige is sleepy and doesn’t wanna get up

word count: 700

masterlist

It was stupid, how the image of Paige lying in Azzi’s bed still made Azzi’s heart flutter. The older girl was curled up against her favorite purple pillow, soft blonde hair splayed out and framing her sleeping face like a halo.

Her girlfriend was exhausted, as she always was when season rolled around. It took a toll on the entire team, the seemingly nonstop practices, games, and media, and the deep bags under Paige’s eyes made Azzi want to tuck the covers in a little tighter around her girlfriend, but the thought of being late to practice and having to run suicides forced Azzi to sit at the edge of the bed and gently shake Paige’s shoulder.

When her girlfriend still didn’t budge, Azzi hovered over the older girl, peppering light kisses all over her face. She smiled when Paige started stirring. “Good morning, baby,” she whispered, pressing one last kiss to the top of her nose.

Paige groaned, hands blindly grabbing for Azzi before she found her hips and pulled her down, burying her face into the younger girl’s neck. Azzi shivered at the ticklish feeling of Paige’s breath on her nape. “You gotta get up, baby, we’re gonna be late to practice,” she prodded gently, causing Paige’s eyes to finally flutter open. She blinked sleepily at Azzi, clearly still out of it.

Azzi laughed at how lethargic the older girl was. Combing one hand through Paige’s hair, she started to kiss at Paige’s neck, nibbling at the spot she knew made Paige weak. “Mmm.” Paige’s hand slid up to Azzi’s neck, her head lolling to the side to give Azzi easier access. “Don’t stop,” she mumbled.

Azzi rolled her eyes. “That was supposed to make you get up.” She swiped her thumb gently over the freckles on Paige’s collarbone before giving her a hard flick to the head. “I’m not running because of you.” That finally got Paige’s attention. She sat up on her elbows, a sleepy smile on her lips as she gazed at Azzi. “Hey.”

“We have practice,” Azzi repeated, brushing a piece of lint off of Paige’s shirt. With that, the smile on Paige’s face disappeared. Paige plopped back down, throwing her head onto Azzi’s lap with a groan. “I know something else we can practice,” Paige said, now raising her eyebrows suggestively.

“I swear you’re twelve sometimes,” Azzi said, unable to suppress her smile. “And get off me, you’re heavy.” When the older girl still didn’t budge, Azzi summoned all of her strength to shove the girl off her.

“You’re so mean to me,” Paige complained, immediately scooting next to Azzi again. She ran her fingers along the bottom of Azzi’s oversized sleep shirt.

“You’re so clingy today,” Azzi said. Paige just laughed, fingers dipping below Azzi’s shirt to roam up her sides. Azzi closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth of Paige’s touch for only a brief moment until Paige tried to sneak her hands under her bra. Azzi pushed her away once again. “No funny business. We gotta leave in twenty.”

“But you’re just so pretty in the morning,” Paige pouted, stealing one last kiss from Azzi before finally rising from the bed.

“Yeah, yeah.”

“You think if we beg CD hard enough she’ll let us room together this year?” Paige said hopefully.

“She’s already pissed she has to deal with you for one more year. Push her even further and she’ll kick your ass.”

Paige’s head dropped. “Yeah, you’re right.”

“Cheer up.” Azzi motioned for her girlfriend to sit back down. “I’ll do your hair.” She normally refused to do Paige’s hair whenever she asked, mainly because Paige was always so jumpy and had a habit of forgetting to stay still when she turned around and begged for kisses, messing up any progress Azzi ever made. But Azzi wasn’t quite ready to leave the warmth of bed and go through another grueling practice.

Paige beamed, running off to grab her hairbrush before her girlfriend could change her mind. “Just a ponytail,” Azzi said. “We don’t have time for anything else.”

“You’re such a party pooper,” Paige groaned.

“Maybe if someone didn’t take so long to wake up,” Azzi responded with a smirk, gathering Paige’s hair into her hands.

“Don’t let me sleep in your bed next time then,” Paige said crossly.

“Okay, don’t sleep in my bed ever again,” Azzi said indifferently.

Panic flew across Paige’s eyes. “No, wait, I take that back,” she stuttered, turning around to give her girlfriend a kiss.

“Paige!” Azzi groaned. “Now I have to start over.”

Paige smiled apologetically. “Oops.”

[cera-writes]

Alright, since you wanna write about Kurt, how about this one?

Kurt Wagner x reader moving in together? I don't really care if it's in the mansion or an apartement, just domestic stuff.

If you want to, you maybe can include some of those dialogue prompts I can't stop thinking about that would fit this scenario?

"I just can't sleep and do... well other stuff, if it keeps staring at me while I'm in bed." "If you're going to drop anything today, take those boxes over there. I've never liked those plates anyway."

"By the way, I bought you your own controller. Now that we live together I need you in my team."

Like I said, you don't have to use any of them and if you use them, you can definetely change them, but I just thought that maybe they'd help if you had struggles coming up with ideas?

Love your work, you're doing amazing!!

Moving Buddies

A/N: Thank you so much!! Sorry this took a while to get written! I've had tons of requests. This was a cute prompt! Pairing: Kurt Wagner x gn!Reader Tags: fluff, domestic fluff, cohabitation

Cardboard castles and the faint scent of pizza filled the air. You and Kurt were finally tackling the monumental task of merging your belongings into a shared space of your cozy Brooklyn apartment. Boxes threatened to topple over like dominoes and you were slowly descending into madness at the thought of finally getting all your stuff sorted.

Exhaustion hung heavy in your shoulders. You plopped down on a precariously perched armchair, its floral pattern clashing hilariously with the sleek entertainment center Kurt had insisted on bringing.

"I just can't sleep and do... well other stuff," you sighed, gesturing at a particularly creepy porcelain doll staring accusingly from a half-unpacked box, "if it keeps staring at me while I'm in bed."

Kurt materialized beside you with a soft poof of brimstone, a mischievous glint in his yellow eyes. "Perhaps a strategic teleport to the deepest corner of the attic is in order, ja?"

You swatted him playfully. "Spoilsport. Fine, new home, new nightmares. But at least I get to share them with you."

A comfortable silence settled between you, punctuated by the rhythmic thump of bass from a stray box. Kurt's tail swished thoughtfully, knocking over a precariously balanced stack of plates.

"If you're going to drop anything today," you drawled, mock-serious, "take those boxes over there. I've never liked those plates anyway."

Kurt chuckled, a deep rumble in his chest. "Ah, the classic 'accidentally on purpose' discard method. Very subtle, mein liebchen." He winked, then with a flourish, the offending plates vanished in a puff of smoke.

"Speaking of accidents," you said, a devious glint in your eye, "I bought you your own controller. Now that we live together, I need you in my team for every video game showdown."

Kurt's grin widened. "Challenge accepted, liebling. But be warned, I have honed my skills on many a long night with Remy. You may find yourself facing a most formidable opponent."

The rest of the unpacking faded into the background. Boxes became fortresses, bubble wrap turned into packing peanuts for epic pillow fights, and the air crackled with playful competition and the thrill of building a new life together. Sure, there might be creepy dolls and furniture placement issues, but with Kurt by your side, even the chaos felt like the most exciting adventure.

[argentisbeloved]

Hi ☺️ Would you mind writing Gaming X female reader fluffy oneshot? Basically Gaming comes back from work and dancing practice extremely tired and just flops on top of the reader to cuddle....

Exhausted & Clingy Gaming

pairings: gaming x female reader

cws: none!

tags: established relationship, gaming being clingy and just wanting to cuddle, just some cute fluff!!

notes: i love gaming so much i could cry. im so sad though that he has ascension materials from fontaine?? like bro theres a pyro resigvine in liyue so why do u need fontaine boss materials

word count: 393

It was late at night, far later than Gaming usually finished the day by.

He had run into some issues with his final delivery for the day, making him go constantly back and forth to fix things until everything was correct and he could finally deliver it.

Usually with mishaps like these, Gaming was able to persevere and stay energetic and positive until the end of the day. But with how big today's mishap was, he was completely and utterly exhausted. He couldn't wait to go home and fall asleep next to you.

But seeing you had to unfortunately wait, as he had dance practise right after work. The mistake in the delivery gave him no time to rest between the time he got off work and before he started his dance practise, giving him no time to rest.

As soon as he finished with dance practise, he raced straight to your shared house despite wanting to take it easy.

He finally arrived home quickly and he quietly entered the house in case you were already asleep. He tip-toed to your bedroom, only to see that you were sitting up in bed with the lamp on and reading a book.

You sensed his presence and looked up from your book, giving him a smile before bookmarking your page and putting the book on the nightstand.

Gaming sighed with relief at your smile, walking over to you and immediately flopping onto the bed and partially on top of you. His head rested on your stomach and his arms wrapped around your hips as he melted into your touch.

You ran your fingers through his hair, and he let out another content sigh.

"Long day?" You asked, massaging his scalp. Gaming let out a satisfied groan.

"Yeah..."

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

"Tomorrow... I'm way too tired right now..."

You chuckled, moving to lay down in bed with him. You turned off the lamp and shifted around to face him. Gaming's grip on you tightened, and he moved closer to you, close enough that there was practically no space between the two of you.

"You're not even gonna get changed?" You questioned.

Gaming didn't respond, and on closer inspection, it turns out he had already fallen asleep. You smiled at his peaceful expression, and you closed your eyes to join him in sleep.

[idkifimawake]

Unum x reader hc +oneshot

this would be like a sunshine x grumpy trope. Reader isn't like a symbol but just an angel(no specific gender), To eat a god is a visual novel

🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

bro would probably cling onto like a leech if you were taller than him

probably has hidden behind you so you could scare off Quattor from trying to attack him

probably use you to scare Septem or other symbols off so he can go to do what he wants

If you're more on the quiet type and just grumpy but not talkative I believe he would be more touchy and soft with you, speaking for you in conversations because you don't want to and would give big hugs to you whilst pampering you with kisses and if you did try to talk he would listen to you intetively , paying attention to every single word

if you're more on the talkative type who talks back who's grumpy and sassy , I believe he would gossip with you and giggle when you make snarky comments back to people who were pissing you off , you'd probably snap back at Nulla or Septem if they made Unum mad , he would probably be madly in love in these moments he would try to rouse you to see how mad you would get at him , you two would probably make fun of Quattor ngl

🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

Quiet reader:

It was a calm day in Unum's domain , apart from his wives staring holes into your face , they were always planning ways to kill you in your sleep, but you couldn't sleep , you weren't made to sleep and what even was sleep? You were just a tired angel , a strong one at that.

"Darling." Unum appeared behind you , hugging your chest area , pampering you with kisses. You gave a small smile. "Come on , let's sleep together." He said quietly, pulling you over to the bed , he looked quiet exhausted for once. You didn't necessarily sleep but just rested , Unum didn't mind this and just liked to hold you like a plush to sleep whilst you talked about a new hyperfixiation. Both of you lied down on the bed, as you began to talk for the first time of that day about a new game you had seen. He smiles , falling into a deep slumber.

🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

Talkative reader:

It was a few days before the festivals , the symbols were meeting up. Unum was practically jumping with joy, he was clearly excited to see Quattor again. Why? So he could make fun of her. You were taking a smoke break on the balcony whilst Unum was doing whatnot in the room. You blinked and you were in the restaurant Nulla owned and Unum was behind you.

"Do we really have to be in this dump of a place , they don't even let me smoke here." You muttered , crushing the cigar in your bare hands , letting the ash stain the floor. Unum giggled , his shark like teeth baring out.

"Come on , I wanna see Septem again, I also want to see if there's a new gift from Mother." He said , grabbing onto your hands and yanking you to the tables. You groan as he pulls you over to the main tables , there you can see Septem there , sipping some wine, he looked over to you two giving a thin smile with not a single hint of happiness.

"Its gonna be a bloody long day today." You mumbled , as he pulled you over to sit next to him.

@soffis-mbm

To eat a god

[cheri-2047]

Lyney x Reader (reverse comfort)

TAGS: gore, blood, slight mentions of SA, trauma, child abuse, child labor, fluff at the end

CHARACTERS: Lyney, mentions of lynette, Freminet, Arlecchino

A/N:this was actually from an anon but I accidentally posted it and I had to delete it, anyways I hope u still find this 😞 another A/N at the end

Situation: Lyney used to be more catlike just like Lynette, until when he was being cared for by nobles, they had to cut off his ears and tail.

It was one of those quiet nights. Nights where your boyfriend was a bit more drained than usual. Nights where he would come home tired from a mission and just desperately wanting to go to bed, and nights where he just wanted to lay comfortably in the solace of your arms.

He came home from a difficult mission from “father.” He came with slight wounds and bandages all over his torso, causing you to worry about him before he brushes it off, saying he had gotten treatment from the nurses and the healers at the hearth.

“Please..whats wr-“

“I’m gonna take a shower…”

He said a bit coldly, not intending to sound rude, he really was just tired.

He went off to the bathroom and you couldn’t help but think of what to do.

Is he okay?

No

Is he tired?

Yes

Is he hurt?

Yes

Is he sad?

….you couldn’t tell.

You couldn’t differentiate if your lover was just tired or sad.

That night, lyney skipped dinner once more. Not because he wanted to but because he was extremely exhausted.

“Can we go to bed a bit earlier? Just wanna rest for now”

He said with a smile. You could tell it was forced so you wouldn’t worry. In turn you just nodded to make things easier for him.

“Let’s go.”

You two got in bed. Whenever he was like this, he liked being the little spoon. He hugged you tightly and buried his face on your chest.

“Good night reader…”

He said before pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

He falls asleep almost immediately. You were a bit restless at the time and just watched him sleep. You from time to time played with his hair and that’s when you noticed two odd bumps.

What the…

You looked at both, it looked stitched closed. You looked at him with a concerned look, as you tried to check on it more “did this happen today? No no it doesn’t look new” as your hands passed over the top, lyney jolted up and sat up, before grabbing your hand violently

“A-ah… sorry sorry I- don’t touch please… not there”

He felt bad for reacting that way to you, as he let go of your hand.

“Sorry! I-I didn’t mean to hurt you”

“It’s alright… just.. sensitive is all”

He smiled, trying to explain.

“I’m worried about you lyney… I saw the stitches…”

Lyneys gaze averted from yours. He didn’t want anyone to see that, even if it was from freminet, or father (even though she already knew).

“I don’t… um…”

Lyney didn’t know whether he should tell you or not. He wanted to but at the same time he didn’t want you to worry.

“If you don’t want to say anything it’s okay… you..you don’t have to. I’m really sorry for touching there darling”

“Mon cher…”

He laid back in your arms

“When..Lynette and I were street rats, before ‘father’ found us…”

He said while playing with his shirt a bit. Still not giving you eye contact.

“We were adopted by nobles. A kind man, he said he was impressed by our tricks on the street.”

“…he would give us a home to live in, to stay away from the streets and in turn we perform for him at his parties”

“Lynette and I needed to ensure we would stay at our ‘home’ so he would force us to practice all day”

“It was all fun and games at first until he started waking me up in the middle of the night”

Lyney clutched his shirt tighter.

“He would scold me into practicing more, yo the point he would pull my tail as if it were a leash”

Your head tilted in confusion

“Tail?”

“One night, after a performance, he pulled me away”

“You did great lyney! But I think it would be better if you looked a bit more… distinct from your sister don’t you think?”

“I didn’t understand what he said, I thought he meant he’d color my hair different, but suddenly I saw a pair of scissors and a medical table.”

“I told myself he’d just cut my hair, that is until he told me to.. lay down on the nearby bed”

“Chest on the mattress” he said”

You held out your hand out to see if he would wan to hold it for comfort.

Lyney let go of his shirt and held your hand

“He then cut off my tail. He covered my mouth tightly with his hand so I wouldnt yell, before he pressed my head down and cut off my ears as well”

Lyney had a pained tone, one he wouldn’t usually wear.

“I used to be like Lynette”

He buried his face on your chest. You felt it getting damp slightly.

Lyney never liked to cry, he hated it. But he never talked about what happened for years. Not just one, not just two, 10.

He hated remembering, but he wanted to tell you.

“So..so that’s why… oh love I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to trigger you and I’m so sorry he did that, you don’t deserve that…”

(I’m leaving this space a bit empty so you can also say your own words to him in ur head does this make sense 😓)

Lyney shook his head, before trembling a bit in your arms, before nodding at your response “it’s okay…”

You could tell he was still in pain due to the events.

You pressed a kiss to the top of his head.

“Do you… feel bad about what happened?”

“Of course I do… I never wanted for it to happen and I liked it before since it made me look more like lynette”

He frowned.

“What about this… do you have a mission tomorrow?”

“Not that I know of…”

“Let’s go out tomorrow and do anything you want, I’ll pay…like a day off AND date to make you feel better”

You offered, as you hugged him tighter

You feel him nod.

“I love you, thank you Mon cher”

He muttered before pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

That night, you spent the night whispering comforting words to his ear until you both fell asleep.

A/N: this wasn’t proofread and I kinda didn’t know how to go for the ending so I made it like that

Sorry this was so badly written 😓 I haven’t been able to write good recently and I really tried.

Anw, I hope this was ok!

REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN !!!