A/N: I know I’ve been MIA for like years now and I’m so sorry. Things are hard lol. But I appreciate all of you on here that still follow me and keep up with me. Thank you, I promise to try harder to be active on here. Here’s a lil something I wrote just for those who are always so kind to me on here :’)
The only light in the room was from the moon outside your window. You were always horrible at getting to sleep unless everything was pitch black, completely dark. But you liked the moonlight. It was hard to fall asleep with light in the room sure, but light from the moon was somehow comforting. Peaceful and just beautiful to see the light of space spill into your bedroom through your curtains. As you were lost in thought about the moonlight, you felt a warm hand touch your arm. You turned to face him and you wondered how he could always tell that you were still awake even when you were facing away from him, specifically for this reason. You hated your insomnia and you hated bothering him with it, you just wished he would fall asleep without worrying about you. But you also know that you’d worry about him too if he couldn’t get to sleep, so you guessed it was somewhat fair.
You grabbed his hand on your arm, placing it up to your mouth and giving it a quick kiss. He squeezed your fingers and then let go, slowly turning around to turn the lamp on, on the bedside table, before sitting up.
“What are you doing?” You sat up as well, wondering if he couldn’t sleep too.
“I’m gunna make you some tea. Then when I come back, you’re gunna have a book open and ready for me to read to you.” His voice was sweet, sounding like music and you just stared at him. You didn’t ever do anything to deserve him. His droopy and tired brown eyes made their way into your heart as they always did, and he gave you the most comforting look. A look you’d receive from someone that was going to tell you good news or something. He was glowing, with love and purity. Was he even real?
“No. I’m okay, you can go back to sleep.” You didn’t want to make him walk all the way downstairs just for a cup of tea. It wasn’t fair. So what, you couldn’t sleep. But that didn’t mean he didn’t have to. He was determined though, determined to make everything okay per usual and so he ignored your comment, shaking his head with a small smirk on his face. You put your hand out for him to grab, so you could pull him back into bed with you but he just stood up, walking towards the door.
“I promise I’m okay. Why do you always do this?” You said it with a laugh trying not to sound too serious, but you truly wondered why he did always do this. He always made sure that even if you couldn’t sleep, he wanted you to be comfortable. So most of the time, if you were awake so was he. He knew you couldn’t be left alone with your thoughts for too long. He knew sleeping was always hard for you and even though it was easy for him, he knew this would be part of being with you.
“Because I love you.” And that was it. Those three words that you never thought you’d hear from anyone as perfect as him, those words flipped your world, your heart and your stomach all at once. You immediately stood up, walking over to him. His hands found your waist and yours found his face. You placed a soft kiss on his cheek, smiling as you did so.
