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Past Your Bedtime.

Tim has had a long day. Literally.

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Lucy's undercover career had taken off already, leaving Tim at her apartment by himself. Sure, he got to text or call her from time to time, but to Tim, that wasn't enough. He spent most of his days worrying and flinching every time the phone would ring, just to pick it up and see "Lucy" on the top of his screen. His face lit up every time. He was head over heels in love with this girl, and everyone knew it.

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* 𝘬𝘦𝘺𝘴 𝘫𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 *

Tim shoots up from the couch, shuffling to the door like a puppy waiting for it's owner.

"Oh!! God, you scared me," Lucy giggles as she shuts the door behind her.

She drops her bags gently on the floor next to the door and places her keys on the counter, looking up at Tim.

"Hi, handsome," she coos as she wraps her arms around the back of his neck and he places his hands on her hips.

"I missed you," he mumbles groggily.

Lucy places a hand on his cheek and smiles softly, "I missed you too."

She uses her other hand to gently grab his collar and pull him in for a kiss. She giggles as his hands travel up her waist to her ribs, spinning her around. Their lips part as she walks backwards into the island, guiding herself with her hands. As she makes contact with the marble, Tim lowers his head onto her exposed shoulder, kissing it softly.

"Have you been up all night?" she ponders, slowly scratching his back.

She feels his head shake left and right against her neck as he mumbles, "Mnh-Mnh.."

He places soft kisses against her skin, moving upward from her shoulder to the tattoo on her neck.

"Mm," she hums. She glides her hands up the back of Tim's shirt, scratching his bare back.

He lifts his head slowly, looking down at her with his glossy, tired eyes. She looks from one eye to the other and cups his face with her hands.

"Okay, Mister, it's past your bedtime," she giggles as she places a gentle kiss on his lips. She takes his hands and guides him to bed like a child.

"No, no, nooo," he whines quietly as Lucy makes him sit on his side of the bed.

"Yes, yes, yes~," she rejoins. He slouches and looks up at her with a pout.

"You'll thank me in the morning," she assures him softly and pats the pillow behind him. He scoots down into the duvet, looking up at her once more.

"Mm," he hums as his eyes close.

She places a kiss on his forehead, "Sweet dreams."