Mysterio One Shots

Sleep

(Y/n) stared down at the papers in front of her, equations and random scribbles ran in the margins of the lined paper.  Words seemed to jumble together, creating a blurry blob. She blinked heavily, before focusing more on the paper. Her (s/c) hands brought it closer and closer to her face so she could only see the paper. She had told Quentin she would go over the last few equations while he went to sleep by himself. He tried to pull her to their bedroom but to no avail. Quentin on the other hand just laid in their bed. He stared at the ceiling and waited for (Y/n) to appear in the doorway. Well, 30 minutes went by, then an hour, and then a few more hours. Quentin tossed in turn in the bed, still not being able to sleep. He knew that (Y/n) would stay up until she physically passed out. He groaned and rolled onto his side, staring at the door and waited for (Y/n) to appear. (Y/n) was slowly closing her eyes then snapping her eyes back open. She slowly leaned closer to the desk, she didn't even mental notice that she was falling down. The sleep slowly took over her body as she fell asleep on the desk, her elbows still propped up, and the paper in one hand. Quentin finally got up and walked towards the small study they shared in their house.
"Hun, you alright?"
Quentin called as he stepped in the doorway.
"(Y/n)?"
He called again, not getting an answer the first time. Quentin furrowed his eyebrows as he walked towards his desk. (Y/n) was still in the same position and Quentin chuckled softly. He placed his hand on her shoulder, kissing the top of her head.
"Honey, wake up."
Quentin spoke softly, shaking her shoulder. She stirred slightly making a few noises. He kept shaking her as (Y/n) slowly opened her eyes. The two connected their eyes and (Y/n) smile softly.
"Hey,"
Quentin smiled down at his girlfriend. She slowly sat up and he grabbed the paper away from her hands.
"I think that's enough for today."
Quentin said, putting the papers into a binder on (Y/n)'s desk.
"No, I can finish it.."
"(Y/n). It's 2 AM."
(Y/n) blinked before yawning.
"Just a few more minutes I promise."
She said, her eyes closing in the process
"No,"
Quentin quickly picked up the girl, throwing her over his shoulder. She squealed and gripped onto the back of his shirt.
"You said that 3 hours ago."
(Y/n) sighed and leaned onto his back, accepting her defeat. She closed her eyes again and yawned.
"Can we go to sleep?"
She asked and Quentin walked towards there room again.
"Of course."
Quentin laid (Y/n) down on the bed and climbed in next to her. (Y/n) sat back up and unhooked her bra from under her shirt and throwing it into their hamper. Quentin laughed and stretched his arms out to his girlfriend. (Y/n) huffed and fell onto his chest and closed her (e/c) eyes.
"Goodnight honey."
"Goodnight Beck.."
The two said their good nights and slowly fell asleep holding onto each other.