Y/N's POV
It was late. I should be asleep. But scrap that.
It was hard to sleep without him by my side.
Soon enough I hear a shut of a door and footsteps that became louder and louder until it reached the bedroom door.
He peaks through his curly hair visible as he smiles widely.
"Hey you." He whispers fully opening the door.
He takes his hat off flinging it to the side knowing very well by morning he'd forget where he left it.
"Why are you up this late?" He asks taking his shirt off.
"Babe you know I can't sleep without you here." I reply wiping my eyes.
He looks up tilting his head to one side looking sad.
"I'm sorry I was so late today." He gets back to changing.
"Timmy it was a night shoot you'd obviously be late." I reply back not wanting him to feel bad.
He doesn't reply as he finishes up.
He lifts the covers and snuggles in pulling the duvet over his head.
I giggle as Timmy sighs loudly.
"Tim..."
He releases his head off the duvet pouting.
"It's fine Timmy." I reassure him stroking his hair lightly.
He sits up next to me and puts his head on my shoulder.
"We okay?" Timothée looks up at me, emerald eyes sparkling.
"We okay." I state back kissing the top of his head.
"You happy?" He asks cuddling my waist.
"Always Timmy always."
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