It had been a long day at work, for both you and your boyfriend. You opened the door to your little house and found him sprawled out on the couch in the living room. A burned out cigar rested in his fingers.
You smiled, a weary, tired smile. You changed into your night clothes, finally taking the courage to pick up your sleeping beauty.
It turns out Racetrack Higgins just loved getting carried around by poor (Y/N) (L/N). She had grown some muscles while doing it. Anyways, defying gravity woke up your princess. Race looked around, not recognizing you. You saw his confusion and worry and kissed the male's forehead, showing him it was just you. He relaxed, wrapping his arms around your neck and resting his head on your chest. It was utterly adorable.
Usually, your Race was up and running around, but seeing him quiet and tired was just a real treat. You carried him into the bedroom, setting him on the bed and tucking him in, climbing next to him soon after. You felt him turn, and his face was now facing yours. He softly kissed you, then pulling away, whispered, "I love you, goodnight."
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Newsies Imagines
Fiksi Penggemar((Taking requests soon!!)) To be honest, there's way too many scenarios to imagine about Newsies, and it's just a waste not to write it down. It's too easy. Anways, enjoy my random imagines of the Broadway musical, Newsies!
