(Daisy's POV)
Laying wide awake, I gazed at the sleeping boy snuggled up next to me, his arms slightly crossed, propping his head up, his curly hair, a mess, his face delicately settled, his eyes relaxed, his mouth slightly parted, his adorable dimples indented as his mouth was slightly turned upwards. Without thinking, I reached my hand out and softly tangled my fingers in his hair before trailing down his cheek, nudging at the dents, feeling his soft, warm skin underneath my fingertips. After lightly tapping his little nose, Ashton's eyes slowly fluttered open, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion, and then relaxing, and giggling as he became aware of my presence.
"Hey," he whispered, smiling cheekily as he stretched out his limbs.
"Hi" I replied, smiling at him.
"You're not sleeping Daisy" he mumbled, his concern growing as his long fingers grazed my bare arm. I hummed in rsponse and Ashton quickly shot up, walking out of the room, leaving me confused. After a few minutes he walked back in with a warm cup of tea in his hand, (an- more tea oops) with a silly grin on his face he handed me the tea.
"It'll help you sleep, I promise" he smiled.
"Now drink up and sleep baby" he whispered, cuddling into you. Soon you did sleep, my heart warmed by Ashton's love, and irresistable charm.
HELLO FRONDS *whispers* they're fronds not weed.
HEHEHEHEHE
So uh, how bout dat Dashton aYYYYEEEEE
