TIRED (G.P)

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GLEN POWELL

Y/N'S POV
"Hi, honey." I smile as I hear Glen come into the trailer.

I sit up on the couch more, my back leaning against the arms rest as I put down my book beside me.

"Hi, beautiful." Glen grins back as he takes off his shoes and walks over to me.

I stretch my legs out and let him lay down on my figure, his body melting into mine. He sighs happily as he lays his head down on my chest with his arms wrapped around my waist. I rub his shoulders softly which makes me smile widely.

"God, you're too good for me, darlin' you know that?" He says, his Texan accent slipping out because of his happiness.

"I could say the same about you." I smile, kissing the side of his head. "Rough day?"

"Yeah, a lot of stunts. I think I'm getting old." He laughs and I laugh too. "It's just nice to be with you right now."

"It's nice to be with you too, sweetie. You want to watch a movie?" I ask but he shakes his head.

"I'm just gonna take a nap, right here.. nice and comfy." He murmurs.

"Alright, you help yourself there and I'm just gonna finish off my book."

"Yeah, you do that." He mumbles as he sleeps.

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