Andrew Siwicki Imagines

His sweater - 16

Written on January 17th, 2020.

*Andrew's pov*
I just woke up from an EXTREMELY long nap, and by 'long nap' I mean sleeping for 16 hours. We had just finished the Jake Paul series (finished editing it and are not posting the videos) and all I can say is, what a relief. After three months of editing almost every day, being at Shane's house almost all the time, to then also being at jakes house and meeting all of these people, trying to film as much as possible without it being too much. I'm a bit tired. And by tired, I mean exhausted.

Last night was the first night that I had gotten over 7 hours of sleep in four and a half months. And was the first night that I fell asleep beside y/n. I feel terrible that I haven't been able to see her for like four months, and when she did, it was a quick kiss and hug, then I had to get back to filming and/or editing. Don't get me wrong. I love my job. I love the people I work with. I love filming weird shit for Shane and editing it with him. We're a good team. But I have been missing having a proper sleeping and eating schedule, proper human interaction (aside from Ryland and Shane), and most importantly, being with y/n. I'm just happy that I'm finally home.

Last night I left Shane's, drove home with the last amount of power that I had in my body, and then collapsed on my bed before y/n was even ready for bed. It was 9pm. It's now 1pm, and I'm awake but don't want to leave the bed. Because for the first time in a long time, I don't have to leave, and I can just stay put, for as long as I want. The only thing making me want to leave is the cool air against my, from what I can tell, half naked skin showing. I think I remember y/n taking off my shirt before she went to bed since that's how I normally sleep. I decide to get out of bed and go change into shorts and a t-shirt.

As I'm leaving the closet, I hear noises coming from the kitchen, which I'm assuming are from y/n, since we don't have any pets, and no one else lives here. Unless Shane snuck in with the key that he has. When I enter the kitchen I'm greeted by y/n wearing my sweater and nothing else, hair up I. A bun and eyelash extensions with no makeup. When she finally notices my presence, she turns around from making what looks like a salad, and greets me. "Hiiiii babbbyyyyyy!!!" she says and hugs me. "Hi. I missed you" I mumble back. "I missed you too!!!!" "You have too much energy for this early in the day, y/n/n." "Babe it's literally 1pm. Where the fuck have you been?" She laughs. "I've just arrived apparently." I chuckled.

Y/n and I were hugging for what seemed like forever until she let go of me and continued making whatever food she had in mind for her 'late lunch' that day. I was looking at her for a while until I noticed again that she was wearing my sweater, and decided to be a sarcastic bitch and point it out. "Hey, you know, that sweater that you have on seems warm. Who'd you get it from?" She smiled and says "oh it's my boyfriends. And it's SUPPERR warm. I like wearing it since I'm always cold." Which is true. She is always cold. "Well. Whoever your boyfriend is, he's super lucky.-" I then whisper in her ear "because you look hot in that sweater". Y/n looks and me and kisses me. I smirk and wrap my arms around her again. Kissing down her neck and shoulder.

Let's just say, she looks absolutely stunning in my sweaters, and I would not complain if that's all she wore all the time.

•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
Hi guys. Another short-ish one. Sorry about that. I'm just letting my mind and fingers type whatever they are thinking of. Love you all. <3

*681 words*