(Req) Purl-Hew with chatty S/O

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A first when Purl-Hew first met you, you annoyed the hell out of him.

You went on talking about 1010 and how you found out about them as your poster was getting signed by all the five boys.

Purl-Hew just wanted to get it done and over with.

He started not to like you cause of how you seemed like another toxic obsessed fan.

And you would not. stop. TALKING.

You were wearing merch and all, but more specifically Purl-Hew's merch.

He found you cute, but the hate of your constant talking stopped him from thinking about that.

Him not knowing, but whenever you were excited or liked talking about things you love you tend to do that.

It wasn't because you wanted to torture him in anyway. That was just who you were.

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When you two started dating later on, it was a bit of a rough start, but things got better as the two of you talked it out and spent more time together.

You two are total opposites in every way.

Purl-Hew was a strong silent type, while you were the strong, talkative type.

The longer Purl-Hew was around you, the more he loved you chatting away about anything.

Your voice was so comforting and soothing to him.

One time when you were talking about a show you recently binged watched, you saw Purl-Hew's eyes start to close as he got closer to you.

You wondered if he was doing that cause he was bored and wanted to do something else just to be an asshole.

"Why'd you stop talking? No one told you to stop."

You heard Purl-Hew mumble under his breath, his body leaning against yours as his face laid in your neck.

You smirked, moving a hand into his hair.

He hummed against your touch as you felt him smile against your neck. It was rare for him to smile. How cute...

"Anyway so..."

As you continued to talk, at some point it didn't seem like Purl-Hew was listening anymore, so you nudged him.

"Purl... Purl?"

No response was heard from the robot. Only syncing breathes are heard as he pulled you down along with him holding you closer to him in his sleep.

He mumbled something in his sleep, but you didn't pay no mind to it as you began to drift off as well with a smirk plastering your face.

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