Plush

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Hi I'm delusional and like, I got some plushies today so like it's kinda (obviously) inspired by this really big and soft bunny plush I got, and like I love it sm, sorry if it doesn't make sense

I look at my clock, a little past 12. I had stayed up until 4 the other night. I was fucking tired. So I just changed into my pyjamas. I climbed into bed after turning off the lights.

Looking over to my right. My bunny plush was sat there. It was the softest thing I owned. It always helped me fall asleep when Michael wasn't with me. I didn't really need anyone knowing I still slept with plushies though.

I shut my eyes and drifted off fairly quickly.

*POV change brought to you by me confusing Brit by asking left or right (thanks Brit)*

I walked up to the door, putting in my key, and walking in without a sound. Not because his dad was home (he was probably getting drunk or laid), but because I wanted to surprise Rich.

I opened the door leading to Rich's room. I lights were surprisingly off, which was unusual as it was only 1 AM, I walked over to the bed.

The moonlight coming through the open window, brightened up where Rich was sleeping, he was curled up to something. When I got a closer look, I found it was a plush.

It was actually quite adorable. I never expected to find my adorable boyfriend cuddled up to something that was half his size.

I laid down behind him (Michael be a big spoon), he stirred, but fell back to sleep quickly.

My last thoughts were about what was going to happen tomorrow morning...

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