#cuddle bear

Another rough night, you were prone to insomnia in the best of times- but the current state of the world was not doing you any favors. There were times when you didn't sleep at all, watching the sunrise from over your book, sneaking back into bed as to not wake up your partner. You smiled at the sight of his slack jaw and wild hair peaking out from the sheets. You looked at your phone, Christ, you thought. 3 am it was going to be a long night indeed. Finally, just giving up you quietly sat up in bed debating on whether or not reading in bed would wake Dewey. With a resigned sigh you opened your Kindle to the Joey Ramone biography you have been going through. After a half an hour, you heard some grumbling and tossing next to you in bed. Flattened curls fell in his eyes as he blinked his bloodshot hazel eyes up at you.

"You still awake, baby?" he said hoarsely, moving closer to you.

“Yeah," you admit. "I'm sorry love, I can read in the other room." Instead of answering, he wrapped his arms around your waist. His head resting on your chest idly kissing your breasts through your pajama top. Dewey nuzzled his face in your stomach. "Can i help you with something sir?"

“Snuggle me?" he asked gently his voice thick with sleep.