n. a recurring thought that only seems to strike you late at night-an overdue task, a nagging guilt, a looming and shapeless future-that circles high overhead during the day, that pecks at the back of your mind while you try to sleep, that you can s...
i race to fall asleep with you to meet you in the morning a little more in love each day. - atticus
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i look up at oikawa feverishly, smiling as he attempts to spoon feed me my medicine. i had caught the flu, and oikawa, the ever amazing boyfriend, rushed to my aid.
he had been here for days, shovelling soup and medicine down my throat like it was the last thing he wanted me to do.
however, what i wanted more was quality time with the male- cuddles. i wanted cuddles, but i was far too embarrassed to ask, and it never happened. eventually i had to take things into my own hands.
"tōru," i whined, impatiently raising my hands up and making a grabbing motion. "c'mere."
"what's wrong?" he quickly asked, sitting on the bed nervously.
i chuckled as i sat up, grabbing the pair of glasses from his face. he looked at me cautiously, watching as i put his glasses on.
"finally," i sighed, glaring at oikawa. "i'm the ladies man i was meant to be."
i wrapped my arms round tōru warily, pulling him into a hug. his arms were quick to be around my waist, rubbing my back comfortingly.
"i haven't got the chance to say thank you." i bicker, pressing my nose into his shoulder. "so thank you."
"what was that?" he hummed greedily, and i sighed.
"you absolute tease!" i rely, pulling away from the hug. "i was gonna ask you for cuddles, but i don't think i want to now!"
"wait-" he pauses, grabbing onto my hand. "i'm sorry! please i want cuddles so bad!"
"what's the magic word?" i chuckle, eyeing him up and down. he pretended to think for a moment, before smirking.
"i love you!" the excitement in his voice didn't match his movements. i yelped as he pushed me onto the bed, pushing his head into the crevice of my neck.
"wrong!" i announce, but i make no move to push tōru away.
i snuggle into his arms, sighing happily as he whispers sweet words into my ear. i never said it often, but i really did love oikawa.
