All my stories are female reader pov. Unless specified.
Request are open.
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I don't write smut, I'm just not good at it
Trigger Warnings:
-violence/abuse
-self-harm/ hatred
- language
- depression
You were rudely awakened by the golden sun shining through the curtains of your bedroom. You were not looking forward to this day, the day your boyfriend of three years, Ricky, would leave you for tour. To you, it seemed like he had just returned home from the last tour. Rolling over, you notice Ricky still sleeping peacefully beside you. Knowing that you couldn't go back to sleep, you decide to get up and surprise him with his favorite breakfast.
Half an hour later, you are carrying the tray of food down the hall to your bedroom. Just as you open the door, Ricky sits up in the bed, stretching and yawning. When he notices you at the doorways he smiles sweetly. You place the tray in front of him, wish him good morning and peck him on the lips.
When he finishes, he helps you clean the dishes. Then he pulls you to the couch for an hour of cuddles before the bus arrives. After about twenty minutes he abruptly jerks up from the couch, almost knocking you to the floor. In confusion, you follow him toward the hall closet. He says he has a surprise for you, then pulls out a large Teddy bear. It is black, with "Ricky" stitched into the chest.
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So even when he's gone, you can still cuddle with Ricky.
