Delivery Boy (Remington Leith X Reader) {Requests open}

❌🖤Chapter 8🖤❌

Note: The "❌" means smut in the chapter👌

The pounding of my head is the first thing I wake up to.

Opening my eyes, ever so slowly, I moan in pain and merely rolled over. 

Closing my eyes tightly, hoping it will go away, I snuggle deeper into the blankets.

 If I could get to sleep again, maybe the ache would disappear.

I try to go back to sleep but soon enough give up when I realise I'm too awake to sleep again.

I think back to last night.

I can remember the bright glow of the hospital when Andrew got his stitches, shouting at the nurse and comforting Remi in the bathroom.

I remember falling into the fountain and Emerson getting pissed at us.

I remember walking into a shop.

A quiet shop.

Empty.

Only the cashier was there.

I don't remember anything else.

I struggle under the blankets, fighting against the sun that is trying to burst through the room. 

Peeking out, the room has my clothes scattered across the floor.

I dive back under the blankets to try go back to sleep again.

About to drift back to sleep there was a moan but I realise I wasn't the one who made it. 

Peeking up from the blanket, I see another body with spiky dark that laying next to me.

I gasp and grab the edge of the blanket, lifting it up slightly.

I notice Rem shirtless.

I pull the blanket and let out a calm sigh realising the he wasn't completly naked.

He suddenly sticks an arm out grasping for the blanket, "Seb stop,mmm-trying to sleep" Rem groans pulling the blanket back over him.

I flop back into the bed, hurting my head even more as it hits the pillow.

I wanna go out.

I really wanna go somewhere,  I think to myself.

I rubbed my forehead and eyes to try to quell the dull pain as Rem lets out a little snore.

I turn my gaze back to his beautiful angular face. 

 Its rare to see him looking peaceful.

 Almost as rare as it is for him to do actual sleeping when he's in bed.

 I can't resist reaching down and twirling a stand of dark hair that is swept halfway across his forhead.

"Hey...." he whispers as he blinks his eyes open. He stretches his arm out at his sides.

"Hey... sorry for waking you, I was just about to get-oh, ok..." He cuts me short by pulling me closer against his body.

"Nuh uh" he murmurs into my hair.

He tugs at my shirt, I take the hint letting him pull it off over my head.

"Wait Rem?" I start.

"Yeah?"

"Did we....uh, do it again.....?" I looked down and he caught my drift.

"No!" He squeezed my arm gently as we both sit up.