Aris Jones X Reader One Shots

Not Tired

I don't know why exactly nor did I care. No matter what the reason was, I still got to room with my Aris. While we took the same one, I still stole the top bunk while he took the bottom.

While I am definitely happy with everything about this arrangement, I am a terrible sleeper. If he actually wants to sleep he can do so in minutes which is an odd combination. I mean we are pretty much sunshine and rain so that isn't a shock.

My mind also likes to race at night. A lot of times I sort of babble and ask stupid questions. He answers them though, never once seeming annoyed with them. I don't know how, but I still don't care. I’m just happy that I got the closest thing to perfection.

“Aris?”

“Yes, love?”He half mumbled.

“If you were in a room full of girls would you choose me?”

“Y/N, the last time I was in a room full of girls half of them wanted to kill me,”He pointed out.

“But if they didn't want to kill you?”

“Then, yes. I would choose you every time.”

“I like it when you say that.”

“I know you do,”He sighed. “Don't you think it's time to sleep now?”

“Technically, but I’m not tired.”

“I can tell,”He said, sitting up as I leaned over to look at him.

“Aris?”

“Yes?”

“Would you love me if I turned into one of those Crank things?”

“Yes. I’d be heartbroken, but I'd still love you.”

“Okay,”I accepted again.

“Try to sleep now, okay? For just ten minutes try to be silent,”He suggested. Giving him a nod, I buried myself under the covers. Forcing my eyes shut, I took deep, slow breaths while silently counting.

Still, I swear I could feel everything in this room. The air conditioning, the heavy sheets, hear the ticking of a clock, see every light flickering through my eyelids.

Holding back a frustrated grunt, I pulled the blankets completely over my head. Turning on my side, I took another long breath.

Still, it was hell. It was absolute hell, and I wasn't any closer to sleeping. Not one bit.

“Hey, Aris?”I asked, pulling off the covers and getting on my stomach to see him again.

“Yes, angel?”He sighed, giving in as he looked back.

“I’m still not tired.”

“I can tell, but you still have to sleep.”

“I know, but I can't.”

“Oh Y/N,”He sighed, pressing his hand against my cheek. With me still upside down I did the same as I brushed my lips against his. Feeling his tired smile against my lips, I couldn't help but return it. Even as he pulled away though, I kept my lovesick grin.

“Come on. Get in bed, love,”He whispered, moving over.

“Really?”

“Yes. Really,”He repeated, patting beside him. Without hesitation I climbed down and collapsed on the spot next to him, beaming even wider at just the feeling of him being closer.

Pulling both the blankets over us, he kissed my cheek before wrapping his arms around my stomach. As he kept me close as I held his hands in mine.

“Are you going to sleep now?”He whispered.

“I’m going to stare at the wall and pretend until I actually do,”I answered honestly.

“Okay. As long as you just get a somewhat decent amount of sleep,”He sighed.

“I will. I sleep better when you're next to me,”I shrugged.

“Then, I’ll sleep next to you every night.”