#soft!ryan

  Ryan sighed, running his hands over his tired face, through his dark locks of hair. He glanced at the clock as he yawned, eyes widening slightly as he saw how late it was. He was currently working on the most recent most recent episode of Unsolved they had filmed, and he’d been editing for about 3 hours now. He wanted everything to be perfect. Picking up his headphones again he slipped them on, leaving on side off in case (Y/N) needed him for something, even though he doubted they would. The wind outside blew against the windows, a soft whistle echoing throughout the house, rain fell softly outside, pattering against them as the storm outside went on. It usually didn’t rain in Cali, so the calming sound of the storm was welcomed on this calm late night.

  Yawning, (Y/N) stretched, eyes fluttering open as they sat up. They glanced at the clock, frowning as they realized that Ryan wasn’t in bed yet. Stretching once again they got up, stepping down off their bed, humming contently as their feet hit the soft carpet. They stepped out into the hallway, shivering slightly at the transition from carpet to hardwood flooring. Their hand found the wall, guiding themselves as they walked through the halls. Noticing a soft light coming from the office they sighed, yawning softly as they padded their way into the small room.

  Ryan didn’t notice as (Y/N) walked into the room, too absorbed in his work to take in all of his surroundings. Biting their lip, (Y/N) smiled, taking in the appearance of their boyfriend before they went to coax him into bed. He wore a black sleeveless shirt and grey sweatpants, his strong tan arms looked even better in the soft glow of his desk lamp. Ryan jumped, his headphones falling around his neck as he turned towards his partner. “Oh..hey babe.” He looked back at the clock, confusion falling over his face. “What are you doing up? Thought you went to bed.” He mumbled sleepily, wrapping his arms around their waist, resting his head on their lower stomach as they were standing and he was sat in his office chair.

  “I could as you the same question, love.” They replied softly, their voice quiet against the sounds of the night. Running their fingers through his soft, curly dark hair. They loved when he didn’t do anything with his hair, it looked so soft and cute all curled. “You should’ve come to bed hours ago..it’s late.” Ryan nodded, sighing as he pulled away. He rested his large, strong hands on their hips, looking up at them. “I know..I’m sorry babes, I’m just trying to get this done.” A clap of thunder sounded outside, making the pair jump, their hold on each other tightening softly. Ryan chuckled softly, his voice deep, slightly raspy from not talking for so long. It was his ‘sleepy voice’ as (Y/N) called it. “Come on love..come to bed.”

  (Y/N) placed their hand over his, intertwining their fingers together softly. Ryan nodded, turning around in his chair so he could save his work. He closed the programs and shut off his computer, stretching with a groan, standing up from his chair. “Ohh everything hurts.” (Y/N) giggled softly, wrapping their arms around him, placing a soft kiss on his cheek. “That’s what happens when you sit in that chair for hours on end love.” Ryan rolled his eyes and smirked, kissing them deeply. He hooked his arm under their legs, holding onto them as he picked them up bridal style. “Yeah yeah, I get it. I’ll try to stop staying up so late working babe.”

  (Y/N) smiled, yawning as Ryan began carrying them to their bedroom. “Good.” Setting them down on their bed, he kissed the top of their head, slipping his sweatpants off and throwing them in the laundry basket in the corner. He flopped down on the bed, sighing in content feeling the soft mattress under his sore back. Smirking, Ryan looked down, feeling a nudge on his arm. “Alright, come here you.” He whispered, wrapping a strong, muscled arm around their shoulders, pulling them close against his chest running his fingers through their hair. They laid there in silence, listening to the sound of the rain, the odd couple of cars driving past every-so-often.