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1:52 AM, FREDERICK DOUGLASS HOUSES
YOU STARED AT THE CEILING, slowly turning to your side to not wake up your sleeping boyfriend. Having a sleeping disorder was hard, to say the least, especially insomnia. All you wanted was good sleep. You had the option to tell Jaquan how you were feeling tonight but you opted not to. You didn't think it was that serious even though you were frustrated with it. So, you stayed there during the night, laying in bed.
Today, you were feeling even worse than usual. It was random things piling up from the day, you were exhausted. You wanted to rest, but that wasn't possible. It was driving you insane. Normally, you wouldn't cry over something like this. You never cried about your insomnia before, but this time, it was different. You were fed up. Things were piling up from previous weeks and even months.
Before you could stop the tears from pooling up in your eyes and streaming down your face, it was too late. There was nothing you could do to stop them now. You just hoped your crying wouldn't wake up Jaquan. You could hear his soft breathing and light snores next to you, until you couldnt anymore, quiet sobs rocking your body. You didn't even notice your name being called and someone shaking you. When you looked up, you were met with Jaquan, a concerned look on his face.
His face hovered over yours, examining your face before he pulled you into his arms. He tried his best to wipe the tears away, not fully awake himself. He didn't know what to say at all. He was confused but he knew what he had to do. You were his girl.
"Shhh, baby, why you cryin'?" He mumbled, holding you tightly in his arms. You didn't respond, crying even more at his question. At your reaction, his arms tightened around you, his hands now rubbing up and down your back, trying to comfort you to the best of his abilities.
He was sat up in bed now, sitting you up with him. Your head was buried in his chest and neck, the tears seeming to go on endlessly. You didn't want it to be like this but there was nothing you could do. For now he would continue to comfort you and hold you tight. It hurt him to see you like this. He wanted to help as much as he could.
He knew of your sleeping disorder, but he didnt think it was this serious. He thought it was just something about not being able to sleep. Now, he realized how wrong he was. He didnt know it could get this bad that you resorted to crying.
He kissed the side of your head softly, rubbing your back to soothe your cries and mumbling sweet words to you. It felt that your crying would be never ending, it hurt him so bad. Thankfully, his efforts would be a success and they wouldnt go to waste. Soon enough, your cries grew quiet, his presence never leaving you and his hold being a tight and comforting one. He wiped the last of your tears with the palms of his hands, kissing your lips.
"C'mere." He mumbled, making you lay down in bed before pulling you closer to him by your hips. He rested your head against his chest, wrapping his arms tightly around your body and burying his face into your neck. He would try his best to help you sleep and he would stay awake until you did. He felt guilty knowing you were suffering while he was sleeping peacefully without a worry in the world.
"Thank you.." You mumbled, your voice sounding a little off due to your crying that took place moments earlier. "You know I gotchu, baby. Jus' tell me next time, Ion want you feeling like this when I'm sleeping." He responded, expressing how he felt about the issue at hand. He wanted you to know that he was there for you and he always would be. You hummed in response, your eyes feeling droopy and a little sore as you sniffled.
"I love you, ma." He told you, lifting his head up from your neck to press a kiss to the side of your face and lips. His kisses were comforting, they made you feel cared for and it meant a lot. It was his way of showing he cared, especially when he can't express it properly with his words. He knew that you knew though.
"I love you too." You said, a small smile forming on your face from his repetitive kisses to your face and lips. You placed your head back on his bare chest and shoulder, your cheek pressed up against his skin and your hand on his back.
He would do anything for you, if that wasnt obvious. He couldn't bare to see you upset, sad, or worst of all, crying. It truly destroyed his heart and it ate him up inside. If he could, he would take away all your pain but he knew that wasn't possible. However, for now, he would try his best to do the impossible and he would never stop. Not until you were the happiest. He would make sure of it.
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