Freddie Highmore Imagines

Wake up call

Written Tues 5th June

He's been gone for days,busy writing scenes and doing press.
You just want him home.
You miss him so much,you decide to put on the TV and watch an interview he had done a couple weeks ago, admiring his cleanly shaven face and the spot he was moaning about for days-doesnt even look bad.
He looks hot.
You feel closer to him,like he's there with you,but its not good enough,you want to feel him,Smell him.
You grab one of his jumpers he left on the sofa wrapping yourself in it.
Soo Cosy.
Black out.
Freddie walks through the door,its late,so is quiet. He takes off his coat,hangs it up,he is wearing a T-shirt and jeans-Casual. He sees the light of the TV on the wall and walks in ready to scare you. He doesn't expect to see his face,big on the screen 'Freddie highmore funny moments' he can't help but smile,joy fills his face,he loves you so much.
He goes over to the sofa and sees you are asleep,he sits on the coffee table opposite you and admires you for a second,smirking with every inch he sees. He notices the jumper and laughs a little as he wanted to wear it when he came in.
Your so peaceful when you sleep,so beautiful,so calm.
He takes a photo on his phone of you asleep-one to add to the album he has of you-he loves to look at it while he is on set.
He puts his phone back in his pocket ready to wake you.
He takes your hand and gently squeezes it.
'Y/N' he whispers sexily into your ear.
While he uses his other hand to stroke the hair away from your face.
'Y/N,wakeee up' he can't help but let out a small chuckle.
You open your eyes and smile while stretching out,arms wrapping around him,embracing his warmth.
'Your back' you say happily with one eye shut as you try to wake up. He laughs at your expression,you can't help but laugh with him and bury yourself in his neck kissing it gently. His hand goes down to your thigh,as you draw circles on his back,he purrs,hes missed you.
You lift your head up and guide his head so your lips fit together perfectly,he grabs you and lifts you up onto him,lips still latched on his,your legs now folded on top of the coffee table. And his arms trailing up and down your thigh tickling you softly. You start to fall asleep so rest your forehead on his,closing your eyes. He waits for a moment, enjoying your hug,your touch, then kisses you on the nose. Chuckling as he lifts you up to carry you to bed.He has such strong thighs,such strength,you love that about him.

You get to the bedroom and he burys you into the bed,with him ontop. You both laugh as you slowly drift into sleep. He gets up,his knees still on the bed,taking the jumper off you,as well as your bottoms. He kisses you on the lips then he moves you so your head is on the pillow and kisses your forehead,lips again. He smiles and goes down stairs to turn off the TV and grab your phone so you can wake up to your alarm in the morning.
What did u do to deserve him.
He's amazing.

~Fin~
Lol hope this was alright :)