Anna Kendrick Imagines (gxg)

you wear her shirt

You rubbed your arms to try to warm yourself up a little as you made your way over to the closet. You turned the light on and started to look for something warmer to wear.

The tank top you had worn when you and Anna went to bed just a few hours ago wasn't cutting it any longer and waking up with a chill going down your shoulder blades when it's still too early to get up wasn't exactly ideal.

You remembered that you had thrown your favorite shirt into the wash last night. You remembered to switch it over into the dryer but you must've fallen asleep and forgotten about it. You didn't feel like going all the way downstairs, not when you're this tired.

That's when your eyes fell onto Anna's cozy long-sleeved shirt. The fluffy one that she always leaves you when she has to travel places or knows she'll have a long night. Sometimes you don't throw it on; sometimes you just curl up into it and let her smell that lingered on it relax you.

You shrugged your tank top off and threw the shirt over your head. It had a tiny and soft little heart at the very top. You brushed your finger over it and closed your eyes, a small smile tugging at your lips.

But it fell and a gasp rushed past your lips instead when you felt Anna come up behind you and wrap you in her arms. She hummed and buried her face in the crook of your neck. Despite the early hour and the sleep you still felt, she still made you smile.

"Holy hell, do you ever look adorable." She whispered in your ear, letting her lips brush against the soft skin behind it. A soft sigh fell from your lips and you shivered once again, this time from her warm breath suddenly fanning against your skin. This time for an entirely different reason.

"I love this shirt."

You felt her kiss your neck softly and you were suddenly putty in her hands.

"I love it when you wear my shirt. You look too cute for words! I love you." She kissed your cheek a few times, giggling along with you until you turned around in her arms and let your forehead fall to hers.

"I love you too."

She took your hand, staring at you with starry eyes even as her fingers intertwined with yours. "Come on, my cutie. Let's go back to bed. You still look sleepy."

Once you were both in bed she was bringing you back into her arms. "Finally you're cuddling me again. I woke up and you weren't holding me." You teased and put your hands over hers.

"Sorry, baby." She whisered, moving your hair from your neck so she could bury her face there once again. She could feel the warmth of your skin against her cheek before she nudged her nose against your soft skin, inhaling the sweet scent of your body wash that lingered there from your shower last night.

"My beautiful girl. I'm happy to be holding you again. I'm happy youre much warmer now."

You closed your eyes, letting the warmth that her comfy shirt you had on provided you, as well as the warmth of her embrace.

"Me too. Goodnight, Anna."

She listened to your breathing become steadier. She knew that you were close to falling asleep again, like you deserved.

"Goodnight, lovely. Sweet dreams. I love you so much."