( Eddsworld x Reader Collection ) - Lemons, Fluff, you name it!

Matt x Reader [ Sleeping ]

[ So this is the thingy I meant that was sort of for me (but also that readers can enjoy)! It is very late at night and writing this lifted my spirits a little. I will get to requests as soon as I can! 💗 I'm very excited to start those! Hopefully you guys enjoy this little drabble for now!

Tl:Dr ; Reader "sleeps" with Matt 😉 ]

(y/n) - Your Name
(h/c) - Hair Color
(e/c) - Eye Color

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Today was a tiring day. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't good either. You'd just had one of those days where the pain was bearable, but yet still exhausting. And indeed you were exhausted.

You slipped into a comfy pair of leggings and a loose T-shirt as loungewear and decided to relax. Feeling the heavy feeling of sleepiness trying desperately to clasp your eyes shut, you fought with your energy to keep yourself awake.

"Why not make coffee?"

You decided this was a plausible idea. It was enough to keep you up and at it for a short while. But who said that. . ?

Oh right, that was you. Man, you had to stop talking to yourself!

You scratched the already-messy (h/c) hair atop your head and slowly rose out of bed. You kicked the blankets, tossed them back on the bed, and stretched a bit before heading to the kitchen. You ambled down the stairs and rubbed your eyes groggily. For some reason, a random wave of loneliness crashed into you like waves in the ocean; sudden and hard. You wanted the presence of another person at that moment. Whether it was for the sake of physical touch or just a meaningless conversation, you needed company. And badly.

You held the desire to call Matt, your boyfriend, but you decided against it. It was very late at night. No matter how close you may be, you still considered the fact he may be sleeping, or just busy admiring himself in the mirror. You set up the coffee machine and began brewing the coffee. Just as you did, you heard a knock on the door.

"Mother of Pearl..." you muttered, sludging to the door tiredly and turning the knob. As you swung open the wooden door, your eyes were met with Matt's face. You saw him all covered up in a fluffy robe and holding a pillow and a bunny plushie.

"Hey (y/n), (y/n), can I sleep over?" Matt chirped in a bubbly and excited voice.

You grinned ear to ear and rubbed your cheek in embarrassment of how much you were blushing; he was always overwhelmingly adorable, no matter how many times you'd seen his face or heard his voice.

You nodded and replied. "Sure!" You pushed the door open all the way so you could welcome Matt inside. As he stepped inside and you closed the door, he turned to face you and did a happy wiggle.

"I'm so happy I get to stay with you," Matt exclaimed, beaming, "It's almost as fun as the nights I get to gaze at my own face in the mirrors!"

You giggled and slowly leaned over to kiss Matt's cheek, walking back to the kitchen and grabbing the kettle of freshly made coffee.

"I just made coffee so I could keep myself awake to think for a while," you explained, looking over your shoulder at the hyper ginger following you. "Want any?"

The smile upon Matt's face was unchanging as he nodded and took a seat at one of the cushioned chairs at your dining table. He tapped his fingers on the table and hummed as he watched you every second of the time you were hovering over the counter. You'd been grabbing mugs, setting them down, and pouring the steaming coffee into them. A small line of drool was hanging from Matt's bottom lip as he rested his head on his hand and stared at you.