𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀

home studio

Y/n pov

Ari is at home today working in her studio that she set up in the spare bedroom of our apartment. Scooter is on vacation in Hawaii and Vic is with Tayla this weekend in Monte Carlo for a Vogue photoshoot. Since she had nobody to work with at the studio, she figured she'd rather stay home and write something here. I really want to talk to her, but I know that she's very busy and I don't want her to get mad at me for interrupting her work. I notice that it's around 11:00 and she hasn't ate breakfast yet, so I decide to make something for her. I stick with oatmeal with blueberries and almond milk in it and walk down the hallway to bring it to her.

I knock on the door so as to not startle her and when I walk in I see her sitting in front of her computer with studio headphones on. She notices me standing in the doorway and takes her headphones off to look up at me.

"Hey, baby. What you doing in here?", she asks softly, slightly tilting her head sideways while looking at me.

"I just thought I would bring you breakfast since you hadn't ate yet.", I say.

"Thanks baby, but no can do. I have to get the first verse of this song finished. I don't have time to eat right now."

"You need to eat, though. I'm just trying to help you out here, my love."

"Baby, I really am fine. Thank you for being so thoughtful though.", she says looking back at her computer.

"You need to eat, Ari. You can always come back later and finish your verse.", I say, slightly concerned.

"Nope."

I groan as I walk out of the studio and half slam the door shut.

"Your mommy is so stubborn.", I say frustratedly looking at Toulouse.

I walk to the kitchen and put the oatmeal in the fridge for Ariana to eat when she's done with her work.

2 and a half hours later

Ariana still isn't done working and I'm starting to wonder what's taking her so long. I know that she puts thought into her music, but why is it taking her three hours to finish one verse that she already had half finished? I go to check on her and when I open the door, I see her sleeping with her head rested on her arms in front of her keyboard and computer. I walk over to her and pull her chair back. I pick her up bridal style and start carrying her upstairs to our bedroom. She opens her eyes slightly and looks up at me.

"Baby? Why are you carrying me?"

"You fell asleep at your desk, angel. I just wanted to bring you upstairs to a more comfortable place to sleep at. Go back to sleep, my love.", I say as I open the door of our bedroom.

I lay Ari down on the bed and pull a blanket over her while kissing her forehead.

"Baby?", she says in a sleepy voice.

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"Can you lay down with me? I want cuddles."

"Of course, my love. Scoot over." I say as I get into the bed next to her.

"I love you, Ari."

"I love you too, moonlight."