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Prompt : Touch starved P.O.V. : Virgil TW : Touch starvation, mentioned desire to not wake up, implied depression Other stuff : Prinxiety
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I woke up sprawled out across my bed, like every day. "Course I woke up again..." I grumbled to myself as I (literally) rolled out of bed onto the floor, where most of my blankets fell during the night. I just laid there for a few minutes, staring at the ceiling, before glancing at the clock and deciding to get up. I stared at my closet for a moment before deciding to not change out of my clothes from yesterday. I didn't have the energy, and besides, they're really comfy and I've only got the one pair of leggings. I stood up and walked around to the other side of my bed, only to grab my phone and weighted blanket. It's annoying to haul around, but it's the closest to physical affection that I can manage to get. I walked downstairs to the kitchen, since dad probably wasn't up yet. He always likes to sleep in on Christmas. I walked into the kitchen, and, as I expected, dad was nowhere to be seen. I grabbed one of the cookies he made last night and slowly ate that as I sat on the floor. I went through my to-do list in my mind, making sure I had done everything I needed to get done yesterday. I sat there for probably an hour in silence. Not that I had that much to do, I just kept forgetting where I left off. Eventually the light flicked on and I realized someone had woken up. "I figured you'd be awake already, mí amoré." Roman said, and walked over and sat next to me. I just shrugged and leaned against him slightly. "I can't imagine what gave you that idea." I joked with a small smile. He smiled back with his typical charming smile, and wrapped an arm around me. "Oh, just a hunch. It's so unusual to see you up this early." He joked back, but I barely heard him, just soaking up the contact. He didn't notice though, and just continued talking. He said something about everyone else not being up, but I didn't quite catch it. I didn't really care though, right now I just needed this. I don't think he ever noticed either, not for awhile at least. Dad eventually walked in and started on breakfast, and he got up to help. I guess it was visible that I wanted more affection, because he came back and hugged me tightly. "Maybe things will be different now?" I thought to myself. Doubtful. This was probably not gonna last past today. "Oh well," I thought to myself again, "at least I have it for now."
A/N : Heylo kiddos, Happy Christmas if you celebrate it, if not, then Happy Saturday! I hope you liked this chapter! I wasn't quite sure how to write this, so it was on hold for a few weeks, but I'm really happy with how it came out! As always, if I missed any triggers, please let me know! Cya next time! Quack
