#sleepily

[fountainofthought]

I’ve written about 300 words on three different things today, and they all feel dumb and uninspired. I think maybe I’m just tired and need to not force it. Bleh.

[simpin-for-simmons]

got bored drew some gays

[kay-n-tsumtsum]

i go nini now 😞😞 head: sleeby

[dxlansdarling]

sleepily | g.d

Summary: lazy days with your cuddly boyfriend grayson dolan

Warnings: pure fluff

Word Count: 1309

  You loved lazy days. For you, they were the best kinds of day you could ever have. Mostly because you got to spend the day in bed with your dorky boyfriend, Grayson, who sometimes decided to curl under the bed sheets for the rest of the day. And only with that planned for the afternoon, you were happy.

Cuddling with him was something that you started to need instead of want, not that you didn’t, but it was now a must. Sleeping without his arms around you became uncomfortable, being that his warmth and his heartbeat could lull you to sleep. You called him you big-teddy-thic-bear, which he would blush and laugh every time you called him that. Sometimes those days turned on day-long talks about life, about the future, about dreams, about everything. Both of you could talk to each other for hours and never get tired of it.

Rainy-Sunday’s were your favorites; because it meant lazy day. So you weren’t surprised that, when you woke up and looked at the clock on the night table that showed the late afternoon hour, the muscular arms of Grayson were still around you and pulling your back against his hard chest. His breath was hitting the back of your neck, and you could feel the softness of his lips brushing your delicate skin. Smiling to yourself at the beautiful moment, your fingers started to caress his forearms that were against your belly, the roughness of his skin and arm hair scratching your fingertips.

The sound of the rain was like a lullaby outside, with the wind hitting the room’s window and making a little whistle when it soothed. Your fingers kept dancing on your boyfriend’s forearms even when you were looking at the grey colour that tainted the sky. The warmth that your body was involved in was contrasting so much to the chilly temperature the room had. The first couple of days in December started being like this, and as you loved cold temperatures and also had a boyfriend who always radiated warmth, you loved the season. Using sweatpants, hoodies that belonged to Grayson, and fuzzy socks; the best outfit you could ever have.

One of Grayson’s leg jerked forward on his sleep, and then slowly moved in between yours, dragging his body closer to you. You tangled your fingers with his, and slowly, pulled the back of his hand to your lips, leaving a soft kiss on his skin.

Taking you by surprise, a kiss was left on the back of your neck, making you giggle.

“I thought you were asleep” You mumbled, now caressing the back of his hand with your thumb.

He sighed.

“If you keep doing what you were doing before, maybe I will fall back to sleep” He whispered back groggily, his morning voice clearly present. You could feel him inhaling the smell of your skin and hair, which apparently was pleasant for him. “I just woke up and feel like I can’t move.”

You giggled again.

“Then don’t, baby, let’s stay like this for a while”

His chest vibrated as he chuckled, and before you know, he turned your body until your back hit the bed, so he could put his body over yours, trying not to crush you, but resting his head on your collarbones. Your legs were hugging his waist and his arms were under your body, the heat of his hands under his hoodie that you were wearing. If it wasn’t because you were used to this, the touch of his hand against your lower back would have sent shivers down your spine. Giggling, you rested on of your hands on the back of his head, playing with his hair and the other on his naked back, caressing his skin with your nails.

He moaned at the affection, and tilted his head until he gave you a soft kiss under your jaw.

“I love you so much, baby girl” he said, closing his eyes and resting his head against your collarbone again. You sighed and smiled, pulling the sheets over both of your bodies, and hugging his waist tighter against your hips.

“And I love you too, cuddly-boy”

He chuckled again.

“Oh, shut up”

Smirking, you kept tracing figures on his back, also feeling his body relax and fall against your own. He tried not to crush you, and somehow he was supporting his weight. But as soon as he fell asleep again, his body fell slowly against yours. He wasn’t crushing you, even though he was pretty heavy, but feeling his heart beat so fast in his chest was enough to ignore any ache his weight made on you. It was beautiful.

His little snores were heard even with the loud rain outside. You were surprised his twin didn’t barge through the door, asking why his brother wasn’t up yet. But probably he was with his girl too on his room, and at the thought of the other stupid guy being happy, you smiled. He deserved the happiness he gave.

Minutes passed by, and you were still caressing your boyfriend’s back. At some point you had your own movement, eight figures on his back and the other hands massaging his sculp. Your eyes closed, with your hearing concentrated on his heartbeat, and your body engulfed in pure warmth and affection. You felt like home, he was your home after all.

Your eyes opened and fell on Grayson’s face as he kept on sleeping. You looked lovingly at him, feeling your heart beat faster with joy and pure adoration. You were completely in love with him, you knew that the moment the goof tripped on your feet two years ago and decided to be smooth, smiling at you and trying to impress you with a pick up line. Only he could get a girl with that, and it was you.

You admired the way his eyelashes fell on his cheeks, how his nose was adorably placed against the material of the hoodie. His soft lips, parted and moving slightly because of his dream. The way his eyebrows where relaxed, and how some strands of hair fell against not only you but against his forehead, all messily but still adorable. He was beautiful, so breathtaking. Not only because of his looks, but mostly because of his heart, mind and soul. You were head over heels for this dork, he had you completely around his little finger.

And you were so happy with that.

Wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling your body a little bit more under his, you let his face rest against the crook of your neck. He groaned in your ear after the slight movement, but hugged you tighter. You kissed his cheek softly, still playing with his hair, and smiled.

“You really have no idea how much I love you, Gray, you really don’t” you whispered so silently, even you couldn’t hear yourself properly.  Kissing his jaw, you felt his body move against yours again.

“Aren’t you a sweetheart that doesn’t let me sleep” he grunted with sarcasm, but you could feel his smile against your neck.

“I let you sleep for an hour, you lazy ass.”

He kissed his way to your lips, from you neck, to your jaw, then to your cheek until he was over your lips. He smirked at you sleepily, and gave you a little peck that made you smile.

“And meanwhile, confessing your love for me” you blushed instantly, and he laughed, kissing you again, a little bit more intense than the other one. You closed your eyes, the softness of his lips against your own making you smile in the middle of the kiss, which made him smile too.

Pulling away, he looked directly at your eyes.

“Don’t be shy, baby girl; I’ve done it too so many times”

[novemberocean]

I need to stop writing this late at night. My internal thesaurus is already saleep.

[bak62]

*yawn* Good morning everyone...

Part of ついぴく*「今日のルカリオ」まとめ2 by ありす

[stevie-vincent]

01-05-2017

Sleepily, I wrote my poem in bed, no hands, because I thought, if writing my poem means not touching you with both hands, then I don’t want to write it. Sleepily, actually falling asleep, I thought to myself that this sounded really romantic. Lights on and fully clothed, it occurs to me that maybe, maybe it’s a little sentimental. A little, but it’s not nonsense.

[snugbuginrug]

do you think if i repeat timebomb in front of the mirror 3 times they’ll appear too