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Push Me (KIAN): ©Skiller0Dani

Writing one about this precious baby <3 love Ki so much. Leave requests in the comments, I still do them. :) 

Song: Stay by Suzie McNeil 

~DaNi

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The phone was buzzing against the wood. Kian groaned, glancing over at the clock, noting that the time was currently 3 in the morning. He felt a smile make his way onto his face when he read the caller ID. 

"Hey princess, are you okay?" He asked in his slightly raspy sleepy voice. 

She hated waking him she really did, I mean she would never wake him up unless she really needed to. She knew how little he slept already, as his anxiety has been quite bad recently for whatever reason. So he spent most of his nights, anxious and awake, she naturally hated the fact that she had to wake him. He was the only person who could help in this situation. 

"I'm trapped." She said, and suddenly Kian felt much more awake. 

"What? Are you okay? Where are you?" Kian said, feeling panic in his chest. He pushed the covers off him, and throwing on a tank top and grey sweats. 

"I'm in my bathroom. It's been hours. The door handle just came off on my side." She sighed and Kian felt a tremendous amount of stress get lifted. She wasn't in a particularly dangerous situation. 

"Don't worry baby, I'm on my way." Kian chuckled, grabbing his car keys. She sighed again, resting her head against the bathroom wall. 

"Thank you Ki. I'm sorry for waking you, I know how little you sleep I feel horrible." She says with a slight tremble in her voice. 

"It's okay baby, don't cry. It's okay." Kian says with a smooth voice. He hates it when she cries. He's never heard a more heartbreaking sound and he's heard her cry quite a few times within the span of their relationship. Most of the time it being his fault, which he hates more. He hates making her cry. 

"It's just so stupid. Trapped in a fucking bathroom." She grumbles, wiping away tears, at Kian's request. 

"You're the only person I know that's capable of getting herself trapped in a bathroom. Kudos to you princess." Kian says, earning a groan from her. 

"Where are you?" She asks him, pulling her knees to her chest. 

"Almost there, don't worry I'll set you free soon enough." Kian says, drawing nearer to her apartment complex. 

"You have a key?" She asks him and he hums for a moment, thinking. 

"Yeah it's on my car keys." He tells  her, pulling into a parking spot. 

"Why couldn't you call a neighbor to help? I don't mind coming over, I'm just curious." Kian asks, climbing the steps to get inside. 

"I'm naked. I just took a shower and forgot a towel. I tried to leave to get one and the door handle just like fell off." She told him, causing him to laugh. 

"You're amazing. Truly." Kian says, chuckling. 

"Just hurry and save me, I'm cold." She complains, with a smile on her face. She hears him hang up as the door to her apartment open. 

"Ki?" She asks as she hears footsteps. 

"Yeah, it's me. I'm gonna open the door." He says from the other side and she steps back. Suddenly the door opens and Kian is on the other side, with a fuzzy purple towel. She steps into it as he wraps it around her body. 

"Thank you handsome." She says softly, placing a kiss on his lips. He only smiles, as he follows her to her room. He strips himself of the tank top and sweats as he sinks under her covers. 

"Get changed so we can cuddle." He grumbles and she moves to the closet, throwing on one of his t-shirts that she stole. She moved back to the bed, slipping under the covers next to him. He wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her to his chest. 

"Why are you not wearing underwear?" He asks against the skin of her neck as she flicks the lamp off. 

"Didn't feel like putting any on. That a problem?" She asks and she feels his lips pull into a smile. 

"No." He mutters, his eyes already shut. 

"I love you." She tells him, causing him to squeeze her tighter to him. 

"I will never get tired of hearing that." Kian tells her, nuzzling further into her neck. 

"Do you love me?" She asks, already knowing the answer. 

"Course I do." He murmurs with a smile. She begins to run her hands through his hair, tugging on it lightly at the ends. She brushes it back to see what he would look like, she giggles at the result and messes it up. She then brushes it to the left and giggles, doing the same to the right. 

"What are you doing babe?" He asks, his voice thick as he's half asleep. 

"Playing with your hair." She tells him, braiding the longer pieces together. She plants a kiss on his forehead, causing him to hum in contentment. 

"Why?" He says, his voice growing more slurred. 

"To put you to sleep." She whispers and he hums again, holding her close to him. 

"Love you." He says, before he drops off into sleep. She smiles, pulling him closer. They're pressed so tightly together that there isn't physically any more space to get closer, but they try anyway. Close is never close enough. He wants to feel like this forever, safe and laying in her arms. He never feels more loved and protected then when he's in her embrace. Believe it or not, guys like being held too, it makes them feel safe. She feels his heartbeat slow as he falls into a deeper sleep. She lightly runs her fingers up and down his back as her arms lay over and around his shoulders. It's comforting to her to know that he's just as needy for her attention as she is for his. She kisses his temple as he exhales a heavy breath, resting his head against her collarbones. 

"Love you too." She whispers staring up at her ceiling, feeling like every star is shining only on them.