hayley's pov ; next day, 2:17am
i wake up with george's hand outstretched onto my cheek. george himself is fast asleep, his messy hair curlier than ever and a trail of drool leaking out his mouth. fuck, he's so cute like this, all innocent with his eyes closed and his hand reaching out to me.
i suddenly notice the freezing cold - george is under the covers but the only thing shielding me is a blanket. he wouldn't mind if i came under there too. he's fully clothed like me anyway.
as quietly as i can so i don't disturb him, i chuck the blanket off me and crawl under the thick duvet. the movement must've disturbed him, because his eyes flutter open.
"hey hayley," he breathes sleepily. "what time is it?"
judging by his slurred voice he's only half awake. he shouldn't remember any of this in the morning. although it wouldn't be the worst if he did.
"i don't know," i whisper back. "i'm freezing. spoonsies?"
even in his half-conscious state he blushes delicately. "okay."
i shuffle toward him, giggling slightly, and lightly press up against him. he tenses at first but soon relaxes. he's literally radiating heat. i'm surprised he's not died of heatstroke yet.
"jesus george, you're boiling," i laugh, snuggling against him. i could stay like this forever.
"mh-hm," he mumbles, already falling back to sleep. god, he's adorable. i settle my head against his arm and doze off again.
sorry for this being so short but i'm going to die of the cute i swear to god
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