eddie's drooling on you in his sleep. his hair is matted to your leg by his drool. he's cute, sure, but it's gross and your leg is falling asleep and you need to get up off the couch to get the remote.
when you tap his curly head and politely say "sir I do believe you're drooling on my thigh" in a haughty voice he looks up at you, bleary eyed and says in a drawled out voice "m'sorry, I just like bein' near you".
your heart oozes, all gooey and stupid with love. you get up and tuck him in on the couch, eddie having fallen right back asleep not knowing what he's done to you. you stretch your legs and get some water before sliding down to the floor in front of the couch to watch him.
ignoring your back pain from sitting on the lumpy old thing, you sit and stroke his hair and listen to his easy breath and think about how much you like being near him too. how you wish you could just be near him for the rest of your life.















