Freddie Highmore Imagines

Faucets and Love

A real update, finally! I know y'all are excited and so am I. enjoy

I groaned as my ears heard a notification go off from my phone. I just got in bed- what now? I groped around for my phone and held it to my face, waking it up. It was a text from Shaun:

I can't find my screwdriver. I need it.

Please hurry and come to my apartment.

I responded:
On my way

I threw back the covers, wiggled my shorts back on, and slipped on some flip flops. Shaun is my boyfriend, a doctor at St. Bonaventure Hospital. Here in San Jose. He's autistic and savant, which brings on a lot of judgement and criticism from jerks. I love Shaun, and I would do anything for him- even get up in the middle of the night and go downstairs to his apartment to find a screwdriver.

I knock on his door, which a panic-stricken, sweaty, sweet, innocent Shaun answers in his pajamas. "Hello. I have looked everywhere," he greets me, stepping back into his apartment. I walk in and close the door behind me.

"Ok, Shaun, it's ok. Do you remember if you packed it or not?" I calmly ask. "Yes, I am sure. I made a list. Star tip screwdriver, look, it's checked!" He responds, going into Deafcon 3 panic mode.

"Ok. Um, do you remember the last place you saw it?" I ask.

"If I remembered, I would have found it," he explains.

I sigh. "Ok, Shaun. Let's just take a breath and think." AN idea pops into my head. "Shaun, you said something the other day about your fridge drawer coming off the track," I say, walking over to his fridge and opening the door. And yup, there it is- his screwdriver, sitting there on the shelf.

"See, it's right here," I calmly say, giving it to him. "It's ok."

"I- forgot," he responds, taking it from me.

"Of course you did. You're tired, you forget things, it's understandable." He ruffles his hair again and pulls out his toy scalpel and starts rubbing it. He seems to be calming down, so I take the opportunity and ask,

"Shaun, would you like a hug?"

He usually doesn't like people hugging him, but he makes an exception for me. He nods and opens his arms slightly. I step into them and wrap mine around him. His heart rate is coming down, and he seems to relax under my touch. He slowly sets his hands on my waist, and nuzzles his face into my hair. I feel his lips barely brush the top of my head, and then I pull away.

His apartment is an absolute wreck. "Come on, Shaun. Let's get this mess cleaned up then let's get you back in bed. Then I need to get home and go to sleep myself,ok?"

"Please stay," he responds.

I'm a little surprised. "Y-you want me t-to stay with you? Why?"

"I've been so tired lately because I'm awake thinking about you. I don't know why, because I didn't think I ever wanted love. But I feel very strongly about you, Katie. I think about you almost every minute, and it's made me late and miss my bus stop and forget things." He stops to breathe. "I'm also awake because of my faucet, but mainly I am awake because I'm thinking of how much- I love you."

Actual tears are forming in my eyes as he speaks. It's the first time he's ever said he loved me, or opened up so much to me. He loves me! He actually loves me back!!

"Shaun, I love you too," I respond through my tears.

He starts to panic as he sees me cry. "Oh no no no no no. Katie is crying. I upset you. What did I do wrong? What did I say?" He raises his voice into a yell as he starts to run his hair again.

"No, Shaun, you didn't upset me," I quickly respond. "Sometimes, when people are really happy, they cry. It's just what we do. You did nothing wrong. I promise." He calms down. Then he throws his arms around me, and presses his lips up against mine. I set my hands in his back and gently kiss him back. It's so sudden and unlike Shaun, I'm a little surprised.

When we break away, I help him clean up his apartment- out his books back in his shelf, fold up his clothes and nearly put them back, hang up his shirts, and put stuff back in his drawers. Then he crawls into bed and I tuck him in like a little kid. I kiss his forehead, as he snuggles in. I go to stand up and settle down with a blanket and pillow on the floor next to him, but he grabs my wrist. "You May get in bed with me," he says. "I want to be warm tonight."

I giggle and he scoots over so I can get in. I lay down beside him and pull the covers over me. He settles beside me and wraps an arm around me, pulling me slightly closer. I nuzzle myself in, and take a shaky deep breath. I can finally sleep peacefully now. I am with the man I love.

"I love you Shaun," I whisper as I'm drifting off.

"I love you too, Katie," he whispers back. And then we fall asleep, warm and safe in each other's arms.

Aaaaaand end scene!!! This took me four hours to perfect, so I hope you liked it!!! Vote and comment what you thought. Don't forget, dm me with a question you have for me, it's Q and A time!!! byyyye❤️