Short/one short
Genre: fluff
Artist: Yuto, A. (Pentagon)
The bitter, sharp feeling of the cold air forced me awake. I sat up, rubbing at my tired eyes in hopes they adjust quickly to the darkness surrounding me. Sighing, I realized my situation was the same as every other night. I glanced to the side to see what my problem was, exactly.
Yuto was curled up on the other side of the bed, blanket wrapped tightly around his body. His features were hard to see in the dark, but I could just sense the content all over his face.
I hated it.
I reached out, grabbing the 'shared' blanket we used 'together' and thrusting it upwards. Only slightly did it untangle, but instead it had woken the boy up from his deep sleep, surprising me. My fist full of the blanket, I stilled at his sudden movements.
"Baby?" He whispers into the night, turning so that he could face me. "What are you doing?"
Exhaustion fell over me. "I'm tugging I'm the blankets that you can't seem to share," I explain in exasperation. I couldn't even bring myself to lie.
He chuckles, rolling over so that his body was off the blanket. I pulled it all the way off the bed before fluffing it out so it was spread evenly. The moment I managed to lay down again, I sighed in content. "You are so cute," he murmurs and cuddles up to my side.
"I'm cold!" I retort, all the while nuzzling right back into him. He was like a giant heat bag that could warm me up throughout the night. If he wasn't taking all the covers. "The least you can do is share."
"I did share." His hot breath tickled my neck before he gave it a light and lazy kiss. "I was being considerate of my baby who usually gets hot easily, though." Yuto wraps a long arm over my waist, pulling me even closer.
I rolled my eyes before closing them. "As if. Keep talking nonsense and I will put my cold toes on you."
I didn't think that being married would result in this kind of a conversation, yet here I was. Nearly one in the morning and freezing my butt off, I had to yank the covers back from my theif of a husband in order for me to sleep as well. There was only so much cold I could take.
Yuto, half awake, props himself on his elbows and hovers over me. Feeling this, I open my eyes to see his dark shadow. "Are you really that cold?"
I nodded. "Freezing," I admit. Reaching up with lazy fingers, I draw small shapes onto his soft cheek. "But if you cuddle me I'll be fine."
I felt his grin without even seeing it. Immediately he plops onto me, letting his arms fall beside him as he lays over me. "Ok this should do it."
My hand raises to move him, but his body heat was very addicting. Especially since I couldn't get myself to warm up either, I might as well enjoy this moment for what I could. So I wrap my arms around his back, pulling his closer before kissing the back of his neck gently.
"I love you," I whisper, tightly closing my eyes again. The feeling of sleep was just taking control of my every move now. I couldn't fight the exhaustion for much longer.
Yuto shuffles to make himself comfortable, pulling the sheets up to his bare shoulders. "Me too baby girl, I love you too." His words were muffled by the pillow he had buried himself into.
Without a second thought, I drifted back into a heavenly, now warm, sleep.
