blake richardson

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i sat on the sofa, just having one of those days where the tiniest thing triggers you into sobbing.

i heard blake's feet patted down the stairs, me still crying, but only softly now, and he called, "baby?" before walking into the living room, "what's the matter, what's happened?" he asked softly, sitting next to me and pulling me into his lap, his hands around me, resting on my thighs gently, as i leant my head back against his shoulder, relaxing and feeling myself calm down immediately, at his presence.

"i don't even know." i sighed and he gently squeezed my thigh comfortingly.

"why didn't you come and get me, princess?"

"because it's okay." i mumbled, closing my eyes and cuddling into him, "i didn't want to worry or interrupt you."

"oh, princess." he gushed, "just get me next time, and i can cuddle you, it's alright, you're more important."

"i love you." i said, and he yawned, so i added, "you can sleep, if you want."

"i love you too, but i'll watch this." he said, regarding the tv.



a few minutes later, i glanced at blake's gorgeous face, his eyes closed and lips parted slightly.

i rested my head on his shoulder again as i played with his rings as he slept, me loving playing with his hands and rings so much.

completely relaxed myself, i found myself yawning and drifting off as well, still cuddled on blake's lap, our fingers laced together and resting on my thighs.

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