He had barely talked to you– his girlfriend– all day. The only time you briefly spoke was when you brought him dinner.

That was four hours ago.

It was now twelve am, Ethan still editing like a madman. You were lying in his bed near him, under the thick comforter and blankets. He always kept his room cold as shit.

You had been scrolling on your phone and doing things to occupy yourself until he was done. At this point, you thought he would be in his chair all night.

You rubbed your eyes and stretched, sitting up in his bed. You might as well change into your pajamas and get ready for bed.

"Ethan, why don't you get some rest, yeah?" You tell him and stand up, grabbing your pajama's. He didn't hear you at first, so you repeated your sentence and he finally turned around.

"Can't."

You sighed.

Ethan was a workaholic. He would get so invested in something where Ethan neglected his own needs.

You went to his bathroom and changed, brushed your teeth, used the bathroom, washed your face, etc.

When you exited the bathroom, Ethan was still in the same position, curled up in his gaming chair with his blanket barely covering him.

You sighed once again and walked over to him, engulfing him in a hug from behind. He immediately melted into your arms as your head sat on his shoulder.

"Ethan, you've been at this all day. Please come to bed," You say, trying to reason with him.

"I can't, baby. I gotta finish this last video, I haven't posted in days." He takes off his headset and ruffles his hair as he takes a sip from his comedically large water bottle.

"Are you going to post all three at once?" You ask.

"No–"

"Then, just post one for now and you can finish editing the last one later. It's so empty in the bed and i'm tired," You explain and stand up as he spins around in his chair to face you.

Ethan fixes his glasses and looks up at you with a tired stare, "Yeah, yeah. That's way smarter than whatever the hell I had planned." He smiles and pulls you in by the waistband of your his pajama pants.

"Mhm," You hum as blush creeps up your face from the intimate action. His arms wrap around you as his head rests on your stomach. Your hands find a place in his curly hair as he melts into you, finally relaxing for the first time all day.

"Are you.. okay? You've been working super hard recently." You question, worried about him. He was working like this almost every day. It wasn't healthy at all.

"M' okay," He hums into your chest as his arms move under your shirt, rubbing your bare back. "Fuckin' tired." He sighs.

You nod and just stay standing as he just continues to rubs your back and you play with his hair.

"Do you wanna stay here all night or lay in your bed?" You tease and you can feel him smile against you.

"Dunno if my legs will work after sitting here all day." He sighs and glances up at you, his glasses tilted and slightly foggy.

"Dramatic." You both laugh and he stands up, towering over you. You fix his glasses and your hands linger for a moment too long on his cheek.

He grins and pulls you in for a soft kiss, you both being tired and exhausted. Your hand is still on his cheek as your thumb rubs back and forth.

You both then move to lay down in his bed and he grabs the LED remote to turn the lights off, placing his glasses on his nightstand.

He immediately collapses onto your chest, a giggle escaping your throat, "Ethan, you're going to suffocate me," You say in-between laughs.

Ethan just shakes his head with a smile and you cover you both up with his thick comforter. Ethan's arms wrapped fully around you and your hands once again found a place in his fluffy hair.

"Promise me you aren't going to do that again, okay? You have to take breaks." You explain and Ethan hums, his eyes already shut and he's half asleep at this point.

Two seconds later he was drooling on your stomach.