𝘿𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜? 𝙉𝙤./𝚁. 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚞

𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙚

I woke up to an arm around my waist and my face pressed against my crushes chest. Most girls would be extatic to be in this position but I grimaced. This was bad, I get clingy in my sleep, I dribble and I goddamn talk. Who knows what I may have said?

I felt the heat rush to my cheeks as he held me tighter against him. He let out little snored.

'Kinda cute... no! No, no, no!'

I tried to move away but his arm pulled me back as an annoyed groan left his lips. "Staaay..."

"You're awake?!"

"Yes, now I am. You can't move when we get married love. Might wake me up." He joked, a smirk spreading across his lips.

"Get off of me, I gotta brush my teeth since my breath smells now." I grimaced as I smelled my breath.

"Noooo!" He hugged me tighter, wrapping his arms around me tighter and his legs also doing so. Making me absolutely trapped. "I miss clingy you, why can't you be clingy while awake? You made me stay so you have to stay."

Blood rushed to my face and I clenched my fists. That was so embarrassing. Despite my desire to crawl into a ball and die I complied with his wishes. I wrapped my arms back around him and buried my face in his chest. Damn he didn't look this strong. I think he noticed my stare as I felt his back muscles.

"You want me to take my shirt off so you can have a proper feel? I can and maybe I can take of my trous─"

I had a noticeable twitch in my eyebrow. "If you say anything sexual again I'll slap you. I'm serious."

"What if that makes me har─"
I slapped his back. Hard. He groaned in pain. "Sorry. But actually, you telling me off is attractive."

"I'm going to slap you again if you say that again." I raised my hand up.

"Hey-! No! I'm sorry but it is! Can't I be attracted to the girl I like?" He panicked since the last one hurt a bit.

I paused to think about it; putting my hand back down I raised an eyebrow and realised he was right. Ew. I hate being wrong.

I cringed as I thought of this idiot being right over myself. "I think I just got chills."

"Why?" He questioned. Running a hand through his, now messed up, hair.

I didn't answer him but instead looked at his hair, it wasn't in its usual... stupid hairstyle. Infact it was down and I touched it. "Your hair looks like normal hair."

"Because my hair IS normal hair. I just dye and style it." He smirked again as if proud of something.

"Anyways I gotta get up, I'm hungry." He sat up, bringing me with him as he did.

"Okayy, let's get you some food." He stood me up and then stood up aswell. He stopped hugging me but grasped my hand. It was as if he'd die without the touch. He was both acting and treating me like a child.