Bear

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Prompt: talking in his sleep

Jim's POV
"I can't believe you told people I'm the little spoon" Freddie whined and I pulled his small body closer to me.

"Well I love my little spoon so I can't promise anything" I chuckled and kissed his shoulder.

He looked back at me and puckered his lips until I kissed them and he broke into his adorable grin, "love you, bear"

"Love you too. Go to sleep now, love, you'll need your rest for tomorrow" I rested my hand on his side and he pressed his back against me, finally bedding down to get some rest. I closed my eyes and listened to his breathing until I drifted off into sleep.

A slap to the face woke me up and I blinked in the darkness to see Freddie had rolled over and accidentally hit me with his hand. I gently moved it back to his side and saw him frown at me, "nnno... don't, mmm, don't touch me" he slurred and put his hand back on my face.

"Love, you can't keep your hand there" I told him and he groaned.

"Can't tell me what to do, Brian... fffffuck off" he turned over and I had to stop myself from laughing.

"Alright. If you go back to sleep, I'll fuck off"

"Mm... sleep" he muttered and let me cuddle him again when he'd gone back to sleep. I couldn't sleep after that so I went and did a bit of pottering around the house until my sleepy boy woke up and stumbled into the living room.

"Where were you? I wanted cuddles this morning" he frowned and pressed himself against me, putting his head on my shoulder.

"I was told to fuck off last night so I did" I said and he pulled back, looking at me in confusion.

"What? I didn't say that"

"You did, you slapped me and told Brian to fuck off" I chuckled when his face dropped.

"I can't believe this... I'm so sorry, bear" he scratched my beard and hugged me then slowly waddled us towards the bedroom and we got back into bed.

"Is this better?" I asked and he nodded, pulling the covers over us and putting his head on my chest, rubbing it gently.

"Much better... love you" he kissed my chest and I ran my hand through his messy hair.

"Love you too, Freddie"

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