Sleepy Days [Aaron Taylor Johnson one shot]

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You and Aaron lay on the couch, his head nuzzled against your side, arms wrapped around your waist. He had collapsed onto you after he got home from a long day of shooting. You looked down at him, his hair curled and messy, chest moving rhythmically. You gently run your fingers through his soft, brown hair.

"Hmm" he squeezed your hips and pulled himself further into you. "You better not move, (Y/N), or I will bite."

"Oh relax, babe, you're already awake." you said, grabbing his hand and holding it in yours. His warm grip was comforting. You could feel his breath on your skin, becoming heavier with sleep.

"(Y/N)?" Aaron asked lightly.

"Yes?"

"I love you very much." he said, closing his eyes and giving you palm a light squeeze.

"I love you, Aaron."

You lay there, smothered in eachother's warmth, as you both fall fast asleep.