hi! i hope i’m doing your ask box right.
reader comes home one night, and finds iceman already asleep in their bed. just cute cuddle fluff!
My first Iceman one!!
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A sigh rattled off your lips as you fumbled with the keys before inserting them and tiredly pushing your door open.
“Tom, I’m home,” You called weakly, toeing off your shoes by the entrance before softly kicking and locking the door shut behind you.
You paused when he didn’t answer before you heard the soft sound of the television carrying through your home and figured he must just have been too engrossed in it to even have heard you come in after your long shift at work.
Trudging exhaustedly up the stairs, you wanted nothing more than to cuddle up under the sheets beside your boyfriend and fall into a deep slumber that you hopefully wouldn’t wake from until next Thursday.
“Tom?” You called, stepping into your room and blinking slightly at the bright tv screen that was a stark contrast from the dark room.
A smile crept onto your face and you couldn’t help but chuckle slightly when you found your boyfriend. He was sitting up against the headboard with his mouth hanging open as soft snores left his lips, clearly having been trying to wait up to see you.
As quickly and quietly as you could, you slipped into some more comfortable clothes, clicked off the tv, and slid onto the mattress beside the pilot.
Gently, you tugged on his shoulders so that he would slide down into a laying position to be more comfortable atop the pillows. As you did so, his eyes lazily peeled open.
“Wha’? Who dat?” He slurred, vision blurred from his nap.
“It’s just me, honey,” You laughed lightly again, and he automatically relaxed once more, allowing himself to fall back onto the bed.
“Baby,” He cooed, automatically wrapping his arms securely around you and bringing you to nuzzle into his chest.
One thing you loved about your boyfriend when he was half asleep, was that he was even more clingy than normal.
“Hi, Tommy,” You greeted softly, placing a kiss on his clothed chest.
“Tried to wait for ya,” He mumbled, leaning down and pressing a chaste kiss on the top of your head in return.
You hummed back, allowing your eyes to flutter shut and the steady rise and fall of his chest to lull you towards the peaceful bliss of slumber.
“I know,” Your words were barely above a whisper, “Love you, Tom.”
“I love you, baby.”
With that, the two of you fell asleep in each other arms, limbs intertwined and hearts full.
