It was late, and Rafe was exhausted. After a long day, all he wanted was to curl up in bed and drift off to sleep. But you, his playful girlfriend, were anything but tired. You sat cross-legged on the bed, wide awake and bouncing with energy, surrounded by snacks and your favorite movies ready to play.
"Come on, Rafe! Just one more movie!" you begged, flashing him your best puppy-dog eyes.
He rubbed his temples, chuckling. "You know it's already past midnight, right? We can watch it tomorrow."
"But I don't want to wait!" you whined, dramatically flopping back onto the bed and looking up at him. "You can't expect me to just sleep when I have so much energy!"
Rafe crossed his arms, leaning against the wall with a smirk. "And what do you suggest we do with that energy? A midnight dance party?"
You perked up at the idea. "Actually, that sounds amazing!"
"Okay, how about a compromise?" he said, pushing off the wall and walking over to you. "Let's pick one movie. If you promise to try and sleep after, I'll let you pick."
You considered it for a moment, pouting as you stared at the pile of movies. "Just one? And then you have to cuddle with me until I fall asleep."
He nodded, raising an eyebrow. "Deal."
You squealed with delight, quickly rifling through the movies. "Ooh! This one!" you exclaimed, holding up a cheesy rom-com. Rafe couldn't help but smile at your enthusiasm, even if it was a little exhausting.
As the movie played, you snuggled against him, but it wasn't long before your restlessness kicked in again. You squirmed, bouncing on the bed and humming the movie's theme song. Rafe let out a soft laugh, trying to focus on the screen, but your energy was infectious.
"Babe, how about we do a challenge?" you suggested, sitting up suddenly. "Let's see who can stay still the longest!"
He chuckled, shaking his head. "You know I'm already tired, right? This isn't helping."
"Fine! Let's play a game instead! I'll ask questions, and you have to answer!" You grinned, clearly ready to test his patience.
"Okay, but only a few," he agreed, knowing he was going to regret it.
"First question! If you could be any animal, what would you be?" you asked, eyes sparkling.
Rafe thought for a moment. "A lion. Strong and brave."
You gasped, clapping your hands. "Oh, I'd be a dolphin! They're so playful!"
As the questions rolled on, you grew more animated, your laughter filling the room. Rafe was finding it harder to keep his eyes open. "Alright, last question!" he said, stifling a yawn.
You frowned, considering. "Okay, what's your favorite thing about me?"
He smiled sleepily, brushing your hair back. "You make life fun, even when I'm tired."
You beamed, leaning in to give him a quick kiss. "Aww, that's sweet! But you still can't sleep yet! We have to make this fun!"
At that, Rafe had an idea. "Alright, how about this? If I can get you to fall asleep first, you owe me a whole day of relaxing activities tomorrow. No crazy adventures. Just chill."
Your eyes widened, and you looked tempted. "But what if I don't fall asleep?"
"Then I'll just have to come up with more ways to keep you busy," he teased, poking your side.
You pouted, but the challenge intrigued you. "Fine! But I won't go down without a fight!"
He grinned, shifting closer. "Deal. Now, let's get you comfy." He pulled the blankets up around you, wrapping you in warmth.
"Wait! You have to tell me a bedtime story!" you insisted, snuggling against him.
"Alright, what kind of story?" he asked, trying to stifle another yawn.
"A magical adventure with a brave lion and a playful dolphin!" you suggested, eyes bright with excitement.
"Once upon a time," he started, settling in as he let the story flow, his voice low and soothing. He described the lion's journey through enchanted forests and sparkling oceans, complete with playful encounters with dolphins. As he spoke, he noticed your eyelids getting heavier, your breathing slowing down.
"Rafe..." you mumbled, your voice trailing off.
He glanced down and smiled. You had finally succumbed to sleep, curled up against him. He chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair from your face.
"Well, mission accomplished," he whispered, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead. He shifted slightly, making sure you were comfortable, then leaned back against the headboard.
As he settled in, he couldn't help but feel grateful for your playful spirit—even if it meant sacrificing a bit of sleep. Rafe smiled, knowing that he wouldn't have it any other way.
