N.R. One Shots

Imagine

You're half asleep and Nat is awake in bed next to you.
Suddenly, she gets it into her head that she hasn't payed enough attention to you all day.

Nat leans over and gently brushes the hair from your face. She whispers softly in your ear, 'I love you, Princess,' her warm breath fanning across your cheek.
Then, she kisses the side of your face and straightens back up, tapping away at her phone again, a small smile on both of your faces.