𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝑭𝑳𝑼𝑭𝑭! ⋆ bf!chris ⋆ soft kisses ⋆ cuddling ⋆ biting? ⋆ pet names & that’s about it—just something fluffy.
𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟕𝟔𝟖
𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓’𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆: I don’t usually write fluff but this was a request so here you go nonnie, hope you somewhat like it<3
𝑲𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑰𝒏 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒅: English is not my first language!
𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: An insight of a normal night for you and your boyfriend.
Cuddling was something you two always did but never got tired of. Take today as an example: your head laid comfortably on Chris’ bare chest as his fingers toyed with your hair, your breathing slow and steady as you both enjoyed the feeling of simply being in each other’s arms.
Chris watched with soft eyes as you shifted on top of him to make yourself more comfortable, his hand idly massaging your scalp before running his fingers through your hair—and repeating it all over again.
You lifted your head slightly to look at him, a small smile etched on your lips as your eyes traced every feature on his face. "Now, what are you staring at me for?" Chris chuckled, cupping your face with one hand, his thumb gently stroking your cheekbone.
Chris always looked good, but today he looked a little too good; he looked a little too cute to be exact, and you could feel yourself having increasing difficulty fighting off the urge to bite him or kiss him senseless and just shower him with an overwhelming amount of affection.
The more you looked at him, the harder it was to control yourself and when he let out that soft yawn—you couldn’t help yourself anymore and turned your head to the side and gently bit his hand that cupped your face, making Chris yelp in surprise. His eyes widened before he let out a loud bark of laughter, his eyes crinkling at the corners in amusement.
"Woah, what was that for?" Chris giggled, throwing his head back as he blinked—a habit of his that you found so damn endearing.
"I dunno-" you shrugged, your lips curling up with a soft smile as you watched him laugh before continuing in a softer tone, "-maybe ’cause you’re too cute tonight and I think I’m getting cuteness aggression like I just wanna gobble you up right now." You buried your face in the place where his neck met his shoulder, gently nipping at the skin there and making him giggle more.
"Baby, you’re the cute one." Chris teased, his arms wrapping tightly around your waist to keep you basically half-laid on top of him again.
"Corny." You commented despite how much you enjoyed his words. You buried your face more into his neck as you inhaled his scent deeply. He always smelled good, comforting. The cologne he always puts on had faded, only a faint scent of it lingering on his skin along with the smell of him—the smell that’s uniquely his.
"And you still love it when I say that, don’t you baby?" You groaned at his words before a giggle escaped you involuntarily when he ran his hands down your sides, purposely tickling you before sliding them down to pat your bottom repeatedly in a random rhythm.
He snaked his arms around your waist again, just holding you there as a soft sigh escaped his lips, all content and happy with you close to him. Your body melted against his at the sound of his contentment, one hand playing with his hair as the other entwined with his. Your face was still buried in the side of his neck, eyes closed and breath steady.
"Chris?" You mumbled lazily, your hand leaving his head to draw small patterns on his bare shoulder. "Mhm, yeah?" He murmured, eyelids growing heavier as he felt himself slowly drifting off to sleep. "I love you." You whispered against his skin, smiling when he kissed your temple. "I love you too gorgeous." He whispered back, leaning his head forward to pepper kisses on your neck before laying back down again.
"Good night baby." You tilted your head to show your face, a soft smile on your lips as you leaned forward and pecked his lips, smiling wider when you saw him smile.
"Good night ma, love you sooo much." He smirked as his hands slid down and squeezed your ass playfully, earning a small giggle from you. "Love you too." You mumbled, letting out a small yawn at the end which made Chris’ smirk soften into a gentle smile.
His eyes fluttered closed before he let out a soft sigh with a small hitch in it due to how nice this was; how natural—how comfortable it was to hold you close. You in his arms could erase any bad tension, you’re his girl and his everything.
Nothing could ever compare to this—not even sex.
Was the last thing on his mind before he drifted off to sleep, his arms wrapped securely around your sleeping figure.
