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𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄, waiting for you to get into bed next to him. It was cold out, the streets of New York were always like this during this season. He was tired of waiting for you to get in bed, wanting to feel your warmth immediately to calm his nerves.
He shut his eyes, for a split second before he felt the bed dip down next to him for the first time since the night rose and the sun set. He had been waiting for you to finish your routine, all he wanted was to sleep. More specifically with you. You were like medicine for him, the cure to all his problems and issues.
"Finally.." He mumbled, wrapping his arms around you and burying his head in your neck. His sudden warm touch against your cold skin made you shiver a bit and he sensed this. He rubbed his hands up and down your waist, warming you up.
"Sorry I took so long, baby." You apologized to him, getting cozy in his arms as he shook his head and kissed your neck. This was something he often did as a way to let you know that you dont have to apologize.
He let himself shut his eyes in comfort, feeling himself relax into you. It was like you were casting a spell on him, that he would always give into. He felt your warmth nearing his face as you carressed it with the palm of your hand.
He hummed in satisfaction. This was all he needed after a long and hard day of working. You really were the solution to all his problems. He can't think of one time where you didnt solve them, you always would and he knew you would till the end.
It was one of the things he loved most about you. You were so caring, maybe too much for your own good, but his point still stands. He wanted to protect you at all times, even though you could obviously protect yourself. He felt as if it was his duty to, no matter how much you retaliated. He would kill somebody for you, not that he would ever tell you that, but you knew.
Your touch comforted him in so many ways it was hard to believe. It all felt surreal to him sometimes, he couldnt believe you were even real. It felt as you were an angel sent from above to Earth, to take care of him and love him.
"Keep doing that, ma." He told you, wanting you to continue caressing his face. You pressed a light kiss to his forehead, watching as his face lit up in a smile that you adored.
He could never explain to you how much he loved you, but he would always try to of course. All he wanted you to know was that he loved you, even if you knew, he would never get tired of telling you.
One phrase that he always spoke around you was 'I love you', and you would always hear it from him. "I love you." He told you, like he always would, with the utmost love and adoration in his voice. "I love you too." You responded, a tired smile on your face as you pressed a soft kiss to his temple, wrapping your arms around him completely.
"Hm." He hummed, burying his face even deeper in your neck, if that was even possible. He rested his lips onto the skin on your neck, holding them there for a good 10 seconds before pulling them away. He wanted to show you love as long as he could.
You ran your hands gently caressed his hair, his lips attaching themselves to your collarbone and then cleavage before making their way up towards your neck and jaw again. He could never get enough of you. You were his drug, his addiction.
Your arms wrapped loosely around his neck naturally once he started kissing your lips. He adored you so much, and he wanted to express that.
"I love you so much, baby. I love you. You the sweetest, baby." He told you, pecking your lips in between sentences. You smiled at him, your heart bursting with love for him. "I love you too, Daniel." You told him, kissing him back with passion.
After a while of kissing, he finally pulled away, opting to lay his head back on you instead. You could tell he was tired, it was 1:27 AM after all. He needed his rest, and you would let him rest.
He closed his eyes, letting sleep dawn on him. He hadnt realized how tired he actually was until he had laid down with you, he wasn't against it. More the opposite, he enjoyed it a lot. He let himself relax into your body, your warmth comforting.
He knew you always got him no matter what. You always did, it was surreal. He felt like you didnt exist sometimes, thats how perfect you were to him. In his eyes you were perfect and even more than that.
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