Situation:he isn't in the mood for you
You: "i will go to sleep on the couch” you said with a sad tone. Simon watching you gather a blanket and pillow before leaving the bedroom.
Simon: "Jesus Christ." He mutters.
He throws an arm over his eyes, already missing your warmth. After 10 minutes of silence, he throws off the covers and storms out to the living room. You're curled up on the couch. Fuck it.
Simon walks over to the couch and so suddenly picks you up bridal style without waking you but you are awake and suprised
You: "Hey-! what the heck-! what are you doing!"
You're too small and light in his arms. He carries you back to the bedroom and throws you on the bed before climbing in after you. He pulls you onto his chest immediately possessively.
Simon: "Stupid woman." He murmurs. "Go back to sleep"
He wrapping his arms around you tightly.
You: "I thought you said 'sleeping alone?'"
Simon: "I can't sleep without you. And I'm not letting you sleep on that uncomfortable couch."
He buries his face in your hair. "Just- ...just don't move too much...okay? ".
