• ☆ . ° .• ° . ☆ Garrett Graham and his sleeping gf
He does not want to get up.
Despite practice starting in thirty minutes, he really, really does not want to get up. Because Garrett’s sweet, clingy girlfriend is still wrapped up next to him.
Your arms are around his waist, head tucked close to his neck, and you’re adorably dead to the world- unless he moves right now.
Which he has to.
But Garrett Graham does not want to.
He lets out a pained sigh, and slowly starts to move his hands to yours so he could gently pry you away. Unfortunately, you stir, and his chest immediately tightens at the small grumble you make, followed by a mumbled, “Nooo…”
“Baby.” He mutters, lips twitching up in exasperation. “I have practice.”
You pout, and Garrett has to fight the urge to accept his fate and lie back down, but he continues, “I need to go, babe.”
“Noooooo….” You whine, but you loosen your grip on him, enough for Garrett to slip away and get up. “How long again?” You slur in your half-asleep daze, and Garrett glances over at you, a soft smile growing on his face as he takes your disheveled, sleepy state.
“An hour or two.”
“Mki,” You mumble, and he watches you instead grab his pillow and hug it to your chest as you basically curl back to sleep. How you could get even more adorable, he doesn’t know, but he also knows if he stays any longer, he really would be missing practice.
Garrett laughs under his breath, and before you slip into dreamworld, he presses a kiss to your temple. “See you later, baby.”
You make a sound between a hum and a jumble of words, and Garrett smiles, before you hear the door of his bedroom click shut.
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