Nap Date (Revamped)

Stressed

He's stressed. That's the only thing she can see from her side of the facetime call. Shawn's stressed. Shawn's stressed because not only is he supposed to be on break from tour but now he's being told he needs to make a music video for a song he recorded long before he met Ember. He's stressed because he didn't think the song was gonna get released, and because of that he's stressed because he's yet to play it for Ember.

Most importantly, he's stressed because he's been trying to plan a trip back to her for his break, that way he can see her at some point. Not just leave her hanging like a bad boyfriend does.

"No that doesn't work." He tugs at his long curls that are dying for a haircut. "I have a stupid rehearsal for the video. I don't want to do it. I don't even want to do it." He beats himself up. "And I can't do dinner because I've got to go to the studio to rerecord the chorus."

"It's okay Shawn." She shrugs, trying to show him that she understands. She knew it was going to be a long shot for him to be able to visit on his break. He's working and she understands that. This was a last minute idea that he's stressing himself to see through.

"No it's not." He shakes his head. "I promised I wouldn't let this happen. I promised I wouldn't let my work come in between us."

"It's not." She shakes her head. Gasping a bit at his words. "It's not coming between us Shawn."

"It is! I never see you." He works himself up even more, and she's worried that if he keeps going he'll work himself into panic. "And don't you dare say that we're seeing each other right now. Because this doesn't count. I want to hold you, I want you to tell me about your day while I play with your hair. I want you in front of me, physically."

She smiles, taking a few deep breaths, willing him to copy her actions. He does, he always picks up on her silent clues. She's the best thing that's ever happened to him, she makes big things feel small and that he can conquer them.

"I just need to see you. Everything's too much lately, and I can't function anymore. I feel like I can't breathe properly, and that my thoughts are crazy, and I just need to hold you."

She nods, "Okay. So what day do you have off? Completely?"

"Tomorrow." He groans, scrubbing a hand across his face, cursing Andrew and Cez for their awful planning.

She grins, biting her lip, giggling a little before she goes. "All it'd take is one flight. We'd be in the same timezone."

Shawn laughs, a small, breathy laugh. He looks up through red glossy eyes and smiles at her. She shrugs in response. "Are you serious?"

"I got an idea. And I know it sounds crazy oh I just wanna see ya." She continues.

"Do you got plans tonight?" He asks, reaching for his laptop.

"I'm a couple hundred miles from you, and I was thinking you could fly to my apartment tonight."

Shawn laughs, hearty this time. Throwing his head back and putting a hand to his chest. "I'll see you in four hours, be ready." He grins.

**

She wakes when her alarm goes off, quickly turning it off, looking over to Shawn to make sure he's still asleep. She doesn't know why she's so worried to wake him, he's completely dead to the world. Has been since he got home last night.

He landed at about 11 pm, rushed to her apartment and didn't say a word other than 'cuddles' before picking her up and hauling her to the bedroom where he promptly threw her on the bed and landed on top of her. She swears he was already snoring by the time he fell on her.