CrushxReader One-Shots

~Comfort Cuddling~

N/n: Your Nickname
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Y/n's POV

I slammed my book shut and threw it across the room as I let the pool of tears I was holding in fall. For a moment I just sat in my chair contemplating what I just read before I decided to get up and find C/n for comfort.

I found him in the living room half asleep on the couch watching TV in the exact same position I'd left him an hour before. I made sure to get rid of the snot running down my face before I walked up to him since I'm such a thoughtful girlfriend. I poked him to alert him and rid his sleepiness before plopping down onto his lap, latching onto him like a koala bear as I sat in his warmth, already feeling less sad.

"What's wrong N/n?"

"I read another angsty book," I answered simply, knowing that was all the explanation he would need.

C/n exhaled a long breath, "Babe, why do you keep doing this to yourself? You need to start giving me a warning whenever you begin one of those books because you give me a heart attack every time I see you crying like that."

I couldn't help but snort out a laugh, "It's ok they're not real depressed tears. It's just, the stories are so gooddd. The angst is what makes them so interesting and the writing so compelling."

"Well, I guess I don't mind the cuddles you need from me," he spoke with a tone of fake reluctance, "so I guess it's ok."

"Oh. I would've read them anyway."

"Ouch. You'll have to go find comfort in your teddy bear instead then."

C/n started standing up which caused me to latch onto him more tightly as I locked my legs around his waist.

"Nooo! I was just kidding!" I pulled back to look him in the face.

His forehead creased as he observed me with a worried expression, "Your eyes are all puffy and you're gonna get a headache from all that crying."

I grinned, "It's ok I feel better now. But don't worry, cuddles fix headaches too."

C/n rolled his eyes as he stood from the couch while I hung onto him for dear life. Maybe I was being a bit childish, but no one was stopping me so...

He brought us to our room and stood in front of our bed before suddenly dropping his arms in the hope that he'd catch me off guard and I'd fall. Instead, I lowered my legs with purpose and flopped backward, pulling him down with me using my arms that were still tightly latched around his neck.

"GAH!" he yelled out in surprise.

"Hehe, that was fun."

C/n rolled us onto our sides and pulled me close. My favorite position is when my head is just above his chest so I can feel it rise and fall as he breathes. I snuggled into his chest, the cotton of his shirt rubbing against my cheek. I smiled as I felt him shift his legs so they were in between mine, and I wrapped my arms around his waist as he held me.

"Am I doing my job well enough?" C/n jokingly asked.

"Yes," I nodded my head in satisfaction, "better than my teddy bear."

He laughed at that.