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HELLO everynyan I am writing your requests but they will take a while because I take longer to write something when given specific guidelines rather than just winging it (assbackwards I know) Sorry..!!!!!!! I am also writing a Jacob OS right now becaause hes so cute Okayy update over Goodbye!

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Tumblr deleted my drafts Fuck 💔💔💔 an hour of writing GONE...!!!!!! boiii lemme gts wtf

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Hello little 3fs what are you doing in my drawing files??

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Morning 𖹭 3fs

In which... your clingy boyfriend just wants you in his arms.

Warnings : short, kind of messy pacing and grammar... Im not great at writing (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ ) also not proofread....!!

🏷 : fluff, gender neutral reader

AN : my first piece of writing..!!!!! Yayyyy!!

Sleep lingers in your eyes as you try to adjust to the sunlight that forces its way through the blinds of your boyfriend's otherwise dark room. The faint sound of birds chirping and a soft snoring fills your ears, and you begin to register the weight of Max's arm wrapped around your waist. His face is pressed into your shoulderblades, leaving you little wriggle room.

Unfortunately, your peace is ruined; nature calls. You gently slip your hand under Max's heavy forearm, attempting to let yourself free of his secure grip. He groans against your back, rubbing his nose into your shirt, the bed creaking as he adjusts himself and clears his throat.

"Where are you goin'?" It's muffled, his tone gruff and subtly displeased. His voice is always gravelly when he first wakes up, but you've come to adore it as time passes.

"I gotta pee, sweetheart." You plead over your shoulder. He groans against your back again, mumbling a faint protest as he throws one of his hefty legs over yours. "Max, seriously, I will pee on your bed." After a few more moments of struggle on your end, he finally loosens his grip just enough to allow you to slip from underneath him.

You return after only a few moments, wanting to fall back asleep locked in Max's warm embrace. His rather large biceps make for great pillows. When you pitter patter back towards the bed, covered in comforters and pillows, you're met with a very much awake Max nestled between them. You pause when you catch sight of his face, colored with sadness; the same essence of a kicked puppy. Your chest squeezes tightly at his endearing expression.

"My baby..." You murmur, mostly to yourself. Max reaches out for you lazily with one of his large hands, red fingertips wiggling to beckon you closer. You slip back into bed right beside him and he hastily wraps his arms back around you, like you'd been gone for hours, shoving his nose into your shoulder and inhaling.

"Lets cuddle for... eight more hours." Your sleepy boyfriend whispers. You laugh quietly to yourself, a very Max statement.

"Sure," You whisper against his hair, as if sharing a secret, "We can do that." You press a featherlight kiss where your lips once spoke and let yourself melt into the pillow supporting your head.

The room is silent again, apart from the overhead fan and the sound of birds chirping songs from the trees just outside. Max lets the feeling of your breathing and your hand gently brushing through his messy tufts of hair lull him back to sleep. The warmth of his body encasing yours is comforting, like a hug from the sun.

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Hi! This is my first post. Im a writer for 3fs !!! Feel free to leave requests Okay bye (,; ⩌ ;,)