request: Lawrence x female reader fluff please and thank you! (´ᴖωᴖ｀) by anonie
a/n: lawrence remains my favorite defel character 🤸♀️ j would 🥰🥰 hes such a comfort character !! like yes my friends are dead but at least i’m alive and comfy yum yum
It had been a long day, you had spent most of the day helping fix around the run down school you’d been forced to live in by the present situation. You were tired and your hands hurt, you’d been with Eugene for most of the patrol and he wasn’t exactly the most physically gifted so you ended up doing most of the heavy lifting.
You make your way to your shared room with Lawrence, your boyfriend of a few weeks. Originally you had bunked with Judy but after your relationship with the glass-wearing leader had been established you moved in with him to his classroom.
When you arrived, the brunette was nowhere to be seen so you guessed he must still be patrolling with Ethan and Zion— you sit down in the makeshift bed you two shared and stare out the window, it wasn’t exactly dangerous to go patrolling at night but that didn’t ease your worries for the trio.
Sure, you were inside school grounds surrounded by a, surprisingly sturdy, gate but that didn’t mean it was impenetrable. A huge fear you’d had ever since joining the survivors was the gate suddenly giving out on you; not that you’d tell anyone, you didn’t want to worry anyone with your fears.
You look around the room and at the clock, it was almost 11PM, it was later than you thought… you shake your head, Lawrence was fine. He was two of the strongest people you knew and he was smart— if there was someone you were certain would make it out alive out of this it was him.
You rub your hands, it was starting to get cold— winter was coming soon and the temperatures were lowering and no matter how hard you tried, the heating system in the school was completely useless. Even after looting countless stores you’d only found so many clothes for winter.
You change out of your daily wear into more comfortable clothes and slip into the bed, thick blankets you’d borrowed from rundown stores back during the summer heat had proven more useful than Scarlett had originally argued.
You slowly felt yourself drift off to sleep when you heard the sliding door open followed by the sound of shoes being removed, you could hear Lawrence shake off his jacket and ready himself to bed as quietly as he could in an attempt to not wake you up. You hear more shuffling around before the makeshift mattress sinks and you feel a warm body lay besides you.
Your eyes are still closed as you feel his arms snake around your waist before your boyfriend pulls you into his chest.
“I know you’re awake.” He mumbles as he begins to play with your fingers, a habit he’d had since the day you began dating.
“Mhm,” you groan, burying yourself deeper into his chest, “it’s late, dontcha think?”
Your words come out a little slurred, mixed with drowsiness from the hard day of work you’d had— and brown eyes soften at your cuteness, you’d always been such a hard worker, trying to prove your worth to the team and that they hadn’t made a mistake when welcoming you.
“It is,” he hums, “we thought we heard something so we had to check, ended up finding a few cabins with some supplies we had missed… kinda crazy how there’s still so much we don’t know even if we’ve been here for so long.”
“Yeah.” His voice begins to lull you into a nice sleep, whenever you were with Lawrence it wasn’t hard to feel relaxed and safe— even in the middle of a zombie apocalypse when you’re with him it feels like you’re going to make it, like there’s a horizon and a future waiting for you and him.
“I’m happy,” brown eyes flutter shut, a soft smiling finds its way onto his cheeks, “I’m happy I found you… I don’t know what I’d done, where I’d be right now if it weren’t for you.”
He’d go crazy, he thinks to himself, in such a short amount of time you’d managed to ground him and become the source of peace in his hectic day. He might be filling in a leader-like role right now but you, he smiles wider at the thought, you’re what’s keeping him and this very group together. You had no idea how much you meant to him, and he planned on making you know everyday of his life from now onwards.
His thoughts go back to the poster he’d found earlier and he’s now sure of what he has to do to ensure a safe future with you. He won’t hesitate anymore, if he wants to live a perfect life with you, he can’t continue stalling the inevitable.
He opens his eyes slowly, without his glasses things look a little blurred, but that’s okay - he muses - because he can still see how beautiful you are under the soft moonlight, the way it illuminates your face and highlights your cheeks. He feels himself falling in love with you all over again.
“I’ll protect you,” a slightly calloused hand starts caressing your face, “no matter what.”
It’s a promise, he thinks to himself, he better get some sleep now; tomorrow will be a big day.
