"How does it feel to be in Los Angeles?"Brad asked you but you only managed to give him a tired smile.
"Great,"you said in a monotone voice. It was your first time out of Europe and jetlag had been hitting you hard. You never believed in 'jetlag' to be honest, or at least you didn't think it would ever hit you this hard, but here you are, tired and drained.
"Awh, are you jetlagged?"Brad cooed, wrapping his arm around you as you walked side by side into your hotel.
"I feel like dying,"you groaned and closed your eyes.
"We're going to our room now and you will sleep for as long as you want."
"Damn right, I will,"you murmured under your breath while Brad opened the door of your hotel room. You didn't even look at the decor as you would normally do, instead you walked to the bed and plopped down before shoving your head under the pillow. In seconds you were fast asleep and Brad just stood there laughing at the small snores that left your mouth here there.
Brad having been used to the time difference wasn't as jetlagged as you were, so he decided to unpack your suitcases and then nap for a little while. When he was finally done unpacking your suitcase, he felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier so he decided to stop and take the nap he was thinking about earlier. He laid next to you, hugging your body and pulling it closer to his, snuggling his face into the crook of your neck.
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When you woke up, you felt a weight on top of you, causing you to get extremely hot and sweaty. Soon enough, you realized that, that body belonged to your sleeping boyfriend that was drooling on your shoulder.
"Brad, ew,"you whined and tried to push him off of you. His muscular body, however, seemed to be too...muscular and heavy for you to move it.
"Brad, wake up,"you said louder, softly slapping his cheeky.
"Ah, what?"he asked alarmed, looking left and right as if he wasn't just sleeping like a baby on top of you.
"You're making me sweaty,"you told him and he gave you a smirk which was a very funny sight, considering his messy hair and puffy eyes.
"Always making you we-"
"Don't you dare,"you warned and his smirk fell before he got off of you.
"Party pooper,"he pouted.
"Yeah, yeah. Can you check what time it is?"
"It's 2:50 am,"he informed you.
"Okay, now I'm wide awake so you have to entertain me,"you sighed, staring at the ceiling. "And no, I don't mean sex."
"Fine,"he faked a groan and chuckled. You laughed a bit as well while shaking your head at him.
"I got you acting like a school girl, aye?"you teased him and his cheeks turned a rosy color. He always blushed and got shy whenever you would quote his lyrics.
"Shut up,"he mumbled with a smile on his face as he looked away from you.
"Awh, is Bwadley shy?"you said in a baby voice an he glared at you, his cheeks still red. "I'm only joking, baby."
"I know,"he simply replied and after that, silence filled the room, both of you trying to think of what to do.
"Wanna go to a bar?"
"Y/n, we literally just woke up,"he chuckled.
"Okay, how about the beach?"
"Nah, I don't feel like going there now."
"Should we just stay in and do the exploring tomorrow?"
"I was hoping you'd say that,"and with that, you spent the remaining of the night cuddling, watching movies and most importantly, sleeping.
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i know this is quite short but i hope
you like it:)
-sofia
