Cuddles - Dominic Harrison (YUNGBLUD)
95. “Come cuddle” w/ Dominic Harrison (YUNGBLUD)
Requested by @yungbluddom
Being alone for a couple months really takes a toll on a person. Or maybe it’s just me. Dominic asked if I wanted to go on tour with him but I said no. Oh how I regret that decision now. I miss everything about him. His touch, his hair, his voice, his energy. I mean really, name anything and I miss it about him. I sat down onto the couch and sunk further into Dom’s very large hoodie. I inhaled the scent and sighed. Fuck. I miss him so much. I was trying not to remember the last time I had physical contact with him but the memory made its way into my head.
“Are ya sure? Ya really don’t wanna come?” Dom asked me as he brought out his last bag.
“I want to. I really do! But you know I have to work. I just got this job and there’s no way I’m losing it before I even have a chance to prove myself,” I say to him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned back so I could still see his face. Dom instantly put his hands on my hips.
“Just don’t work. Ya don’t need to. I got us both,” he said with a small smile on his face. His hands lightly moved up and down my hips.
“No,” I say instantly. “I’m not about to just take your money.”
“Our,” he corrects. I give him a look. One of he which returns almost immediately.
“No,” I tell him. “Now, are you sure you have everything?”
“Ya know very well I don’t. Ya weren’t here to help me pack.”
I laughed and rolled my eyes. “Do you really need me to help to pack every little thing?” Dom opens his mouth to say something but I cut him off quickly. “Wait, never mind, I already know the answer to that.”
He gives me a quick peck, “Yah you do. Now come on. Let’s make sure I’ve got everything.” He let go of my waist and unwrapped my arms from around his neck. He took of both my hands and trailed us off to our shared bedroom. “Actually, instead of last minute checks, come cuddle.”
“Oh no, you have to leave in like an hour,” I said. I didn’t make any move to fight him though, instead, I let him drag me to the bed.
“Oh well. I’ll be late. Not the first time and definitely won’t be the last, love.” He pulled me flush up against him so we were face to face. His face made its way to my neck. “I’m gonna miss ya so much, love. I love you so much.”
I pulled myself closer to him (if that was even possible at this point). “I’m gonna miss you too, Dom. And I love you too, okay?” We laid just like that until his phone was ringing off the hook because everyone was asking where he was. He groaned and pulled himself out of the bed. He ran his fingers through his messy hair and looked over at me.
“Are ya dropping me?” He asked.
“Of course,” I told him. “I’m guessing your getting on a different flight since the other left,” I grabbed my phone and looked at the time, “thirty minutes ago?”
“Ya. The guys already left so I don’t really got a choice,” he said and plopped back down in the bed. “Y/N, please come with, love.”
“Dom, no, it’s to late now. We need to get you to the airport,” I said. I got out bed knowing he would never if i didn’t. He groaned but rolled out of bed anyway.
I wrapped my arms around myself to provide me some comfort but it never came. I turned on the tv as a distraction but nothing good was on. I turned off the tv and laid down. I was half asleep when I heard something clicking by the front door. Anxiety rolled over my body. No one was suppose to come over were they? Dom and I were the only one with keys but I’m already in the apartment and Dom was in the United States.
After a couple of seconds, the door opened and I sunk farther into the couch. What the hell.
“Love, are ya home?” The familiar voice rang out. Oh my god.
“Dom?” I shot up from the couch. He dropped and small bag by his feet and shut the door. I ran over to where he stood and wrapped myself around him. My hands around his neck and my legs around his waist. His hands easily wrapped back around me.
“Oh my god, I missed you so fucking much,” I tell him. “How are you here?”
“We had a small break so I came to see you,” he said as he dropped me down. As soon as my feet touched the ground his lips found mine and holy hell I almost lost it. His hands were cradling my face and I grabbed his shirt.
“I missed ya so much, love,” he said. He started to pepper my face with kisses.
“Stop,” I said while giggling. He moved his hands from my face and grabbed my left hand.
“Yeah,” I said while biting my lip to hide a smile. “Definitely.“
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