That One Letter. Larissa Weems x Reader

Chapter 21- Hanging Over

   The whole car ride Larissa once in a while threw a glance at you, even tho she wasn't able to see you, just your peaceful presence was all she needed. ''Oh, Y/n...how did I even manage to find you.'' She was glad that you had come into her life, because every time Larissa had a gloomy day she always knew she could think of you to improve it. 

   So after this close to 10-minute drive, she drove up to her house. Quickly Larissa got out of the car and walked up to your side, she opened the doors and carefully scooped you up into her arms. She carried you into her house and for a minute stood in the hallway thinking about where to put you to sleep. At first, she didn't want to even let go of you, she was ready to hold you in her arms for the rest of the night, to feel your warm body press against hers was enough for Larissa to not want to let you go.

   In the end, she decided to let you spend the night in her own bed while she slept on the sofa because all she wanted for you was to be comfortable no matter if you were completely blacked out and didn't even have any sense of reality. So she carried you to the bedroom and again while still holding you into her arms started thinking. She had noticed already back at the nightclub, that you had a sparkly dress on, and some of those glitters were falling off, and Larissa didn't want any glitter particles in her bedsheets. 

   ''You always find a way to make my life more difficult.'' Larissa laid you carefully on the bed before she walked up to her closet and started looking through it to find something for you. She wasn't mad at you for wearing that dress, it was just that she didn't know if she would be stepping over your boundaries by changing you into something else. 

   But trying not to think much of it she found a basic oversized shirt in her closet and picked it. She walked back up to you and sat down in the bed next to you, for a moment she just looked at you, observed every little detail about you, the way your chest softly lifted up and down with every breath you took, how nicely that dress fitted you, how you had soft little snores appear from time to time, all these things to Larissa seemed super cute, but because Larissa was getting tired herself she knew she had to change you into that shirt as if you actually were a doll. 

   So she finally decided to change you out of that glitter dress into something much more comfortable and casual. Larissa carefully, trying not to disturb you too much pulled the dress over your head and off your body. Despite you being in such a vulnerable state, Larissa didn't care that you were now only in your bra and underwear, looking at you in that way was the least of her intentions, right now all she cared about was your comfort. 

   As soon as she had removed that dress she quickly pulled the T-Shirt over you, before properly laying you down in the bed and covering you with a blanket. As she was tucking you in she couldn't stop smiling, she adored how cute you looked while you were sleeping, that she just wanted to sit there and look at you for the rest of the night, but because Larissa was starting to get tired as well she couldn't do that. ''Good night my sweetheart.'' She leaned down and pressed her soft lips on your forehead before standing back up and leaving you alone to sleep in her bed. 

   Larissa went to take a quick shower before making her own place to sleep on the sofa. She tucked herself in the bed and fell asleep while thinking of you. She was so glad that you were sleeping in her house, in her bed, and not in Thornhill's. All Larissa at the moment wanted was for you to feel safe in her home under her wing. 

The next day:

   The morning sun was hitting right in your eyes making you wake up with a very bad headache. The second you woke up you were puzzled. You didn't know where you were because clearly, you weren't in your own bedroom or in your own bed. Instead, you were in a large bedroom with withe and grey walls and in a queen-sized bed with soft beige sheets. You definitely weren't back home. ''Where am I?  How did I get here?'' You had a ton of questions on your mind and the situation didn't get better when you lifted up the covers and saw that you weren't wearing your dress anymore. ''What is going on?'' You tried to keep yourself as calm as possible because you didn't want to worry knowing that this would just worsen your already bad headache.