My Dear Melancholy (Daveed Diggs x reader)

About You

song for this chapter;
streets - doja cat
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you woke up with the sun hitting your face, you felt warm and cozy. daveed's sheets were way nicer then yours and his duvet was really fluffy.

the amount of his scent you got from his bed was intoxicating, you never really got too up close to smell his cologne but now, you really got it.

you nuzzled into his pillow and brought the duvet under your chin, with one deep breath you were back asleep.

you woke up with birds chirping and you were still in daveed's bed, speaking of daveed. you felt gentle kisses on your shoulder as well as an arm pulling you tight against him.

"mmh, good morning." you grumble and push back into him, adding a wiggle.

"you better watch it..." daveed murmured against your bare skin, his stubble tickled your neck as he found one of the many hickeys on your skin. he went back over the purple spot slowly which made you go limp in his arms, his gently nipped it which made a soft sigh leave your lips.

"still on about last night?" you giggled, you felt daveed nod and and heard his muffled positive answer.

"to be honest," daveed rolled you on your back, "you're the best i've ever had." he smirked and pulled you in for a kiss.

your hand found his cheek and he wrapped the arm tighter around you, most of your back was lifted off the bed as you two began to make out.

he kissed the corner of your mouth and then you cheek before going back to your neck, he seemed to enjoy that spot. he went over all the marks and created a couple more.

"(y/n)," he groaned when you ran you nails a long his back, "you wanna do this again?" he kissed down your neck to your collar bone.

"y-yes." you barley managed to make any sound.

daveed rolled on top of you, and slowly kissed all the way down your body, he bent your knees and kissed your inner thighs.

"daveed..." you moan, within a flash you actually open your eyes and shoot up. your breaths were heavy as you scanned the room, you saw no clothes that were carelessly thrown. "what the actual fuck?" you calm your breaths, you could feel how worked up that dream got you just from the position that you were sitting.

still flustered your mom called you, you picked up and shook your head. you could hear daveed teaching in the back ground.

"hello, (y/n)!" you mom was happy.

"hey, mom." you made sure your voice didn't disrupt daveed and didn't sound like you just had a dream about having sex with daveed.

"how's everything?"

"good, i've made a new friend and we are quarantining together, it's really fun." you could feel your face heating up thinking of him.

"tell me about them."

"well, his name is daveed, he's a teacher, he likes poetry and rap music, he's really kind..." you look around the room and smile, "he's the best person ever, i mean, he's calls me 'sunshine' which is cute, and we met because we exchanged books, and he has a dog so clyde now has a friend... what else... his laugh is so perfect, it echoes around the entire house and it's so wonderful, i want to hear it all the time. and then there's his smile attached to the laugh, he gets little crows feet by his eyes but they only make him cuter. i always want to be near him, he's just so warm and cozy and he smells really good, which is a plus. he's just a really great guy and he's been really understanding and-" you pause. what is this feeling?