a/n - was inspired by this post + a tiktok I saw where this girl was talking about how her boyfriend games till like 3 am with his friends but nods off at like 9 pm with her and all the comments were like girl he's so relaxed w you cuz of how much he loves you and it was all just soooo cute 😭😭 anyways enjoyyy :))
tropes/warnings - flufffff, eepy theo, established relationship, cuddling idk
One hard shove to his sternum later, Theo's eyes flew open.
"'M up - "
You gave him the stink eye as he coughed sporadically, choking on his saliva. You sniffed disapprovingly.
"Honestly, Teddy. I didn't bring you here to nap."
Theo glanced around incredulously. The two of you were sitting on a picnic blanket on the side of a grassy knoll on the other side of the Great Lake. After indulging in some chocolate-covered berries, a sleepy, hazy kind of quiet had descended on the hill in that late afternoon sun. In short, it was a perfectly comfortable setting for napping.
He winced, rubbing at his sternum. "Oh, c'mon. You feed me these - these fuckass strawberries - "
"Don't talk about my strawberries that way!"
" - then you lie me down and expect me to stay awake? It's warm out, cara. I sleep warm. You know I sleep warm."
Scoffing, you lie down next to him, muttering darkly under your breath. Still, you can't resist running your fingers through his hair, gently raking at his scalp. It's an addicting thing, watching the tense parts of his face relax, watching that crease between his eyebrows disappear. Some of your earlier anger dissipates.
“You are so easy,” you tease, fingers still carding through his hair.
“Only for you, amor,” he murmurs, voice low and knowing.
Your face burns. “Merlin, shut up.”
Chuckling, he stretched his arms over his head before letting them fall lazily back down, one draping across your back. He tugged you against him, his warmth seeping into you.
"How is it that you can stay up till 3 am with your friends, but ten minutes with me and you're out like a light?" you mused. You pull your fingers away from his scalp.
"Am I that boring, Theo? Do I put you to sleep?"
Theo huffed a quiet laugh, his fingers ghosting over your shoulder before settling there, warm and grounding. His other hand found the curve of your waist, pulling you just a fraction closer.
"Obviously," he murmured, voice still thick with drowsiness. "You drone on and on - "
A sharp pinch to his ribs cut him off, making him suck in a breath through his teeth. "Fuck - alright, alright." His grip tightened, holding you in place before you could enact further vengeance. "You don't put me to sleep."
Theo's half-lidded eyes fluttered shut again, his breathing evening out. His fingers resumed their slow tracing along your arm, dragging lazy patterns that sent shivers up your spine. As your own eyelids grew heavier, your eyes drifted over the lake’s glimmering surface.
"Actually," you murmured after a beat, pressing your cheek against his chest, "this is quite nice."
Theo made a show of pretending to shove you off.
"I see how it is," he grumbled as you laughed. "When you want to doze, it's perfectly fine, but Merlin forbid I"—he poorly stifled a yawn, blinking blearily—"get a little shut-eye."
You scoffed. "This is different. Even logistically speaking, how am I supposed to drag you back to the castle? You sleep through anything, Nott."
Theo grunted. "And you sleep through absolutely nothing."
You smiled lazily against his chest, knowing exactly what he meant. Many a night, he'd creep into your dorm, taking great pains to quietly shuck off his jacket and shoes, only for you to stir the second the mattress dipped. He’d scowl at you in the dim moonlight as you blinked at him sleepily, voice hushed but teasing as he slipped under the covers beside you. Every single time, he’d scold you for staying up, telling you in that firm, low voice of his to go to sleep, as if he hadn't been the one showing up at your bedside to begin with.
"Maybe you should try staying up with me for once," you said idly.
Theo snorted. "You'd make me watch those god-awful Muggle films."
"You love my god-awful Muggle films."
He hummed, neither confirming nor denying. You tilted your head to look at him, absentmindedly running your fingers through his hair again.
"I just wish you'd save some of that energy with the boys for me."
Theo sighed, long and slow.
"Can’t help it," he mumbled into your hair, fingers ghosting over your arm. "You’re so...warm. And soft. And you smell - " he dropped his head to the hollow of your neck as he inhaled, holding you close even as you squirmed in his ticklish hold, "- like that. Like...home. Like love."
You could sense him dropping off again in the way his words slurred and his voice quieted. He was probably too drowsy to even know what he was saying. For a moment, all was silent except for the rustling that came with the occasional gentle breeze. You felt the steady rise and fall of his chest, the warmth of him pressing into your side.
Maybe you should shove him awake again. But then again…
You nestled closer to him, your own eyes drooping shut.
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