Just friends, we swear

Oh, so that's his problem

You still couldn't belive it had happened.
You thought, lying in bed. The time on your clock read 1:34 AM.
You had been thinking about last month.
Ian had knocked on your door, you had been scared--Terrified that you were going to get fired, Damien was hurt, Shayne was hurt, Wes had gotten into another fight trying to save somebody, a million possibilities had ran around your head.

It was none of the above, in fact it was something else entirely.
He needed help picking out a gift for Pam's birthday.
You were happy to help.
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"I just--it's coming up soon and I'm at a loss for what to get her! I know that she'll love anything I do end up getting her. I just want it to be special, you know how hard it's been."  Ian finished explaining, leaning back onto the couch.
You fidgetted self consciously, all too aware that you were naked, underneath a robe, in front of your boss, who was asking you about birthday gifts.
" Well-- She loves cats..." You began slowly.
"Yes, yes she does." Ian said, scratching at his nose.
"So, why not get her some cute cat plushies, with a cute handwritten love letter?"
Ian seemed to ponder this, and nodded slightly but sighed.
"Doesn't that seem like under kill?" He asked, worried.
"Ian, I'm sure she'd be more than glad. I think you're just overthinking this, if it's that much troublesome include a good peice of jewelry with it." You reassured, this seemed to comfort Ian as he nodded and relaxed.
"Sorry to barge in-" he began "I just, I didn't know who else would know. Yknow? You've always been great at giving gifts."
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The last sentance swirled around your head, and you supposed it was true, but now you were in a dillema.
Two days from now it would be your one month anniversary with Damien.
Normally you didn't celebrate months, not all of them at least. You celebrated the first and sixth month, both seemed significant to you.
You wondered if Damien would do anything.
You worried, anxiety swirled around your heart not letting you sleep. The drool of it slobbered on your heart and stomach like a sick beast, nawing at your mind like a hungry wolf.
You felt Damien's arm wrap around your waist and pull you into his chest.
"You're still awake?" He murmered raspily, brushing the hair out of your face before placing his arm back around your waist.
"Yes." You admitted, recently you had been awakened every night by a nightmare. After finally telling Damien after repeated questions about why you looked like you weren't sleeping well, he offered to stay at your house in your bed with you-- for awhile.
You couldn't decline that offer.
"Nightmare... or-?" He began to ask.
"Worry." You answered turning your head to face him.
"About what?" He asked, gently. His voice cracking a bit from grogginess.
You smiled and patted his face. He swatted your hand away playfully and you winked.
"A suprise for you." You answered, and he nodded, knowing not to press you further.
"Try and get some sleep, please." He asked, kissing you.
You kissed him back and after a little bit, he settled back down and, though anxiety still hovered over you, your mind was a bit clearer.
You fell asleep after awhile, letting peace finally take over you.
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REALLY SHORT CHAPTER IM SORRY AHHH, I just wanted to update lol.
:) Love you all, hope you're all doing well!

Have another lame doodle. This one was on my phone so,,, rip my drawing style.