Waterparks Imagines

Geoff~Five

    I woke up to an empty bed. Again. This had been going on for awhile now, ever since the boys started working on their new album.

    I rubbed my eyes and got up, wearing nothing but one of Geoff's wierd shirts and my underwear. I walked down the stairs and went into the kitchen to get a cup of water.

    I stopped on the way when I saw Geoff passed out in the dining room, paper and pencils everywhere. I walked over to him and rubbed his back gently.

    "Geoff, baby, wake up," I said, him slightly stirring. "Come to bed," I said. He got up and rubbed his face.

    "What time is it?" He asked, stretching and scratching the back of his neck.

    "Um, like, around 2."I said, putting the pieces of paper into stacks and bunching the pencils up.

    "Shit..." he mumbled, rubbing his face again and coming behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and burying his head in the crook of my neck.

    "I missed you," he said, sleep very evident in his voice. I slightly smiled and turned around, kissing him softly and resting my head on his chest.

    "I'm tired," he said, his eyelids droopy and his voice getting softer.

    "Lets get you to bed, sleepy head." I said, grabbing his hand and leading him upstairs. I knew he would be too tired to change, so I just took off his shirt and pants.

    He landed face flat on the bed as he pulled me down with him. I tried getting up and getting that cup of water, but he wouldn't budge.

    "Sleep with me," he mumbled, his hand wrapped around my forearm. I caved in and layrd next to him.

   He shifted to where he was spooning me and rubbing my sides.

    "I love you," he mumbled, and I hummed in response.

    "I love you too," I said while drifting back to sleep.