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"Fuck off." - "It's always nice to feel wanted."

"Fuck off, it's three in the morning." - "I don't care."

"I love you and all, but if you don't stop making that noise, I'm going to throw something at you!"

Waking up to the feeling of something, or more like someone, poking you, you turned around to see your annoying boyfriend poking your stomach over and over again. He had just gotten home after being in the US for a few weeks and you assumed he couldn't sleep, which didn't excuse the fact that he was currently disturbing your beloved sleep.

"What do you think you're doing?" You asked him as he didn't stop.

"Oh, you're awake?", he grinned at you, fully knowing that he did his best to wake you up.

"Fuck off.", you groaned as you glanced at your phone, "it's three in the morning, Tom!"

"I don't care. I can't sleep. I'm still jet-lagged." He whined as he pulled you closer, placing a soft kiss on your cheek.

"Babe, I really really love you, but please, I need sleep, watch some TV or play with Tessa." You laughed, closing your eyes again, drifting back off to sleep.

"Tessa's sleeping."

"So was I, Thomas!" You complained as you turned around to face the other way. It wasn't long until you felt his hand roam up and down your sides, making you turn around again.

"Fuck. Off. Tom." You laughed as you pushed away his hand.

"It's always nice to feel wanted. I'm gone for weeks and now you're not even paying attention to me. You're the worst. How did I deserve someone like you?" He whined, making you shake your head at the whiny baby next to you.

"I swear, I'm in a relationship with a 8 year old."

"I'm in need of some cuddles and love and here you are, not caring about my well-being." He whined again.

"I love you and all, but if you don't stop making that noise, I'm going to throw something at you!"

"Could you at least kiss me?" He grinned at you, his eyes darting from your eyes to your lips.

"Are you really that desperate right now?" You chuckled.

"Yes, please, I'm begging you to just kiss me." He laughed, "I really need some love right now. I can't sleep and I'm bored and I don't know what to do."

"Alright, Baby, I think I know how to get you to got to sleep within - let's say two minutes, huh? " You grinned as you sat up, straddling his waist before he could finally capture your lips with his own.

"We both know this will take a lot longer than two minutes, Darling. You're in for one hell of a night." He giggled, pulling your top over your head, finally getting what he wanted all along.

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