Tired | Corbyn Besson

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I flop onto the bed I share with my boyfriend, Corbyn, and push my face into my pillow. I'm waiting for him to get home from a meeting with his band, but I'm bored and missing him. And to make it even worse, I'm on my period.

I lay on the bed for a few minutes, scrolling through Instagram, but eventually I fall asleep.


When I wake up, I look at the clock on the bedside table and realize that it's nearly six o'clock. I drag myself out of bed and wander into the kitchen to see Corbyn sitting on the couch, watching T.V. He turns around when I walk into the room, and smiles.

"Hey Y/N. I saw you sleeping, and you looked exhausted, so I thought I'd let you sleep for a bit." he says to me. I yawn and rub my eyes, and he opens his arms. I walk over to him and drop onto the couch and into his open arms. He smiles again, and pulls me closer.

"You should have woken me up." I mumble. Corbyn rubs my arm.

"You needed the sleep. And I know when you're on your period, all you want to do is sleep." He says. I nod, and close my eyes. "Go back to sleep, baby. I don't mind."

And as I drift off to sleep again, I smile to myself. Because I know how lucky I am to be right here, living in L.A, and falling asleep in Corbyn's arms.


A/N

Hey, sorry for not uploading, and sorry this one is so short. Might upload another short one in a couple of hours, but can't promise anything. Have a safe, and wonderful day, B Bears.

L Bear xxx


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