late night massage

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'ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʀᴇꜱᴛ; ᴀ ꜰɪᴇʟᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴛᴇᴅ ɢɪᴠᴇꜱ ᴀ ʙᴏᴜɴᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ᴄʀᴏᴘ.'
- ᴏᴠɪᴅ

'- ᴏᴠɪᴅ

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     you were abruptly awoken by an aggressive slam of the front door

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     you were abruptly awoken by an aggressive slam of the front door. as per usual, loid was stressed. his work gave him an unbelievable amount of distress, on top of that he has to take care of you with anya. he never stopped worrying, his mind constantly plagued by his job. it was as if he was a robot, and you couldn't help but feel a little guilty. you were his 'wife' after all, surely there was something you could do?

       you peeled your astonishingly hefty comforter off yourself, and dipped your bare feet onto the wood flooring. how cold it was without your beloved cover. you stepped gently and lightly out of the room, the soft pitter patters echoed throughout the quiet apartment, towards loid. you were greeted by a tired sigh.

     "...long day?" you asked, cautious about being too loud. even you knew that a long day meant ease of annoyance. "yes." his normal, cold shouldered response. he was a man of few words during times like these. this in no way affected your concern, however. you wrapped your arm around his shoulder lovingly, as to guide him to the room, but he grabbed your waist and pulled you close. you felt the pressure of his arms around you, embracing you in your whole.

      he hugged you as if you were gone for 12 years, which was unusual for him. your eyes widened, but soon softened as you saw him melt into your touch. "please, don't leave." he mumbled, against your shoulder. you almost felt as if this wasn't him. after you reassured him of your devotion, the two of you began to slowly pace towards the shared bedroom. he sat on his edge of the bed, but you still felt this need to repay him somehow, someway. as if your hands had a mind of their own, they began to roll against his shoulders.

     he was just as surprised as you were, looking up at you like a deer in headlights. (your dear, ofc hehe <3) he felt most graceful in this moment, and wanted to cherish the feel forever. as you sat yourself in his lap, facing him, his eyes fluttered shut. he was so gorgeous. your hands began to seize their little dance, as loid almost fell asleep. he felt as if there was a weight lifted off his shoulders, literally. you caressed his cheek, and leaned into his chest.

"thank you, love." he spoke, as the vibrations of his chest put you at ease.

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