Louis Tomlinson Imagines and Preferences

He Gets Home Late from Work

It was about half past one in the morning. You were lying in bed, unable to sleep. You always found it difficult to sleep without Louis by your side, giving you cuddles and softly singing you to sleep. You cuddled further into the duvet and wrapped your arms around your waist. 

When you heard the front door close, you closed your eyes. Maybe you could pretend to be asleep and Louis wouldn't know how much you actually need him to help you fall asleep. The bedroom door opened. You could hear Louis tiptoeing around the bedroom, obviously thinking you're asleep. You heard him put his jumper down on the chair beside the bed and change out of his t-shirt and jeans into something more comfortable. 

After a moment, you noticed he had stopped moving around. You opened one of your eyes and saw his crystal blue ones staring right back at you from above. He came over and sat next to you on the bed. He smiled. You were actually lying on his side.

"Watcha doing awake at this time?" He whispered, reaching out and stroking your hair back. 

"Eh, just couldn't sleep," you tried to play it off.

"Honey, I know you. I know that you struggle to fall asleep when I'm away. And I also think it's cute that you're asleep on my side of the bed," he said. "But now," he continued as he climbed into bed on your side, "I'm here. I'm going to hug you so tightly and I won't let go. I'll sing you to sleep like I always do."

By then, his arms were wrapped tightly around your body; one around your waist and the other was holding your head and playing with your hair while your face was pressed into his neck. One of your hands was resting on his chest, and you could feel his heart beating underneath it. 

You nuzzled further into him and he hugged you even tighter - as if that was even possible. Your legs intertwined.

"I love you," you whispered.

"I love you more, beautiful. Sweet dreams," he whispered back.

You sighed contently. He was your protector and your safe haven. What would you do without him?