info: bf!anton x reader , fluffy stuff , they’re in love :(
“god, i missed you.” you say, petting his head next to yours on your shared pillow.
“missed you too.” he replies in a whisper, admiring your features as he holds your face.
“you don’t even know what it’s like sleeping with a pillow pressed against my back and pretending it’s you. except i know it’s not you because the pillow doesn’t kiss my shoulder and snore and breathe down my neck.” you tell him.
he giggles, his sweet smile spreading across his face and his eyes turning to soft crescents. “yeah?”
“mhm.. you do all the most annoying things in the sweetest ways. didn’t realize i’d miss you snoring directly into my ear so much.”
anton giggles again. after coming back home to you from a long tour he thought he’d have more to say but in reality he just missed your face. and your voice. he’ll let you talk as long as you want as long as he gets to be in your presence and stare at your pretty face.
the last couple months have all felt like a dream but feeling your touch on his skin once again he feels like he’s been brought back to life. so exhausted and ready to sleep the night away in your arms, yet so, so, in love. why would he sleep now if he falls in love with you all over again as you tell him some of the things he missed. your giggles and your smile and your voice.
sure, you called any free moment the two of you had, but it’s never the same as having you next to him.
“ton?”
“mmh?” he snaps back to reality.
“are you tired? you keep spacing out. do you want to sleep?” you ask him, ready to give him everything he needs.
“hmm.. maybe… but keep talking, missed your voice.” he tells you, nuzzling his face farther into your palm.
you pull him closer and plant the softest of kisses along his face. nose, forehead, temple, jaw, cheekbones.
usually he would whine and hide his blushing face, but today he just lets you.
he smiles so softly, blinking slowly at you, sleepily, as you continue your stories.
eventually his eyes close with the weight of the day he’d had and he drifts off to sleep. to be returned home in the warmth and comfort that is you, anton wishes to never leave. he doesn’t remember what he last heard before he slipped away to dreamland, maybe something about what your boss said at work last week.
as he sleeps, he dreams of you. of your soft skin and your sweet voice. he dreams of a future with you. he’ll make you his forever, he knows that.
and he knows that for a fact when he wakes up to you asleep too, holding his head against your chest, your arm wrapped protectively around his broad shoulders.
anton’s big, muscular, but sensitive, everyone knows that. and you treat him with the utmost love and care. he wishes to live in the safety of your hold for an eternity. an eternity with you doesn’t sound so bad.
a/n: heyyyy long time no post… 😅
