“What time is it?” I asked, yawning. Y/C moved his arm slightly to check his watch.
“11:42” y/c’s hand went back to where it was resting. Currently we were in one corner of the couch watching Jimmy Fallon. I was leaning against y/c with my head against his chest and y/c’s arm was around me.
“I love Jimmy Fallon” I sighed.
“I know you do” y/c laughed and kissed the top of my head. Y/C’s hand gently rubbed my arm, relaxing me to a point where I was almost asleep. “Babe?” y/c whispered.
“Hm?” I opened my eyes.
“You wanna go to bed?” I nodded. Y/C turned off the TV and got up. “Hold on, alright?” he carefully picked me up bridal style and carried me up to his room. “I’ll be back in a minute” he set me down on his bed and left his room. By now I was pretty awake and looked around. I hadn’t been in his room in a while. He had a few pictures of us around his room, which warmed my heart. On his desk was the cologne I’d gotten him, which was now half used. “Alright, what do you want to wear?” y/c came back into his room. He had changed out of his khaki shorts and t-shirt into a pair of boxers and a loose plain white shirt.
“Whatever is fine” I shrugged. I bit my lip and watched y/c go through his drawers. It was hot, watching him find some clothes for me honestly.
“We can match, boxers and a t-shirt?” he offered.
“I’ll take it” I grinned. “Change me” I grinned when he stuck his hand out with the clothes. Y/C raised an eyebrow but didn’t put up a fight.
“Arms up” he motioned. I put my arms up and y/c pulled my shirt off. “Turn around” I turned around so my back was to y/c. He unhooked my bra and slid it off of me. “Arms up again” he instructed. I put my arms up and y/c slipped his shirt onto me. “Now turn back and lay down” y/c unbuttoned my shorts and took them off, and then put a pair of his boxers on me.
“Thank you” I kissed y/c’s cheek and pulled him into the bed. “I thought you sleep with your shirt off?”
“I do, but you’re here and I don’t want you to be uncomfortable” y/c admitted.
“You’re cute, but shirt off, I was looking forward to that” I winked. Y/C laughed and took his shirt off, tossing it to the side. Y/C was like eye candy, to me at least. “I love this” I sighed as we laid down and y/c pulled me close to him so my head was on top of his chest.
“When we lay like this?” y/c placed his arm around me.
“Yeah, I feel safer with you” I looked up. Y/C blushed and rubbed my side with his thumb. “Not that I’m complaining, but you are so so I guess respectful. I mean most guys, when taking off any girls bra would have I don’t know, grabbed her boob or something. And when we were watching Jimmy Fallon, you were just rubbing my arm. Not squeezing my butt or something, just rubbing my arm. I like that quality, a lot” I ran my hand across y/c’s chest.
“I never ever want you to feel anything other than safe around me. I respect you a lot and am so in love with you that I would do nothing to even risk us. Y/N I never want you to feel pressured for something, I like being with you. I like it when we just hang out and watch TV, I like it when we kiss, I like it when we go on the swings at the playground. I don’t care what we’re doing, as long as I’m with you” y/c explained. I moved closer to y/c and kissed him.
“I love you too. You’re the guy of my dreams” I whispered and rested my head against his chest again. “Have you been working out?” I traced the lines on his torso.
“Here and there” y/c chuckled. “Is that why you wanted my shirt off?”
“100%” I giggled.
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