Miley Cyrus Imagines (gxg)

you want her attention

Miley hummed quietly as she moved the pen along the notebook in her lap.

She's been like this for the last hour or so. There were torn up pages and balls of wrinkled lyrics that sounded good to her one minute than terrible the next. She was running her fingers through her short locks occasionally, feeling a little tired and stressed but she was still pushing on.

But during all of this, you've stayed on the bed beside her. You had managed to occupy yourself with a game on your phone or some music that you listened to through your earbuds; the volume a little quieter than usual so Miley could still focus.

You know she's busy, but you also know her deadline for new lyrics is still days away, and you really want her attention. She's been working hard in the studio recently or with other projects that she's picked up along the way, and you've missed her.

You locked your phone and set it on your bedside table. You watched your girlfriend lay her forehead on her forearm. She was careful not to wrinkle the pages her arm rested on. A sigh fell from her lips and her shoulders looked heavy until your fingers landed on them.

"Hi," she whispered and craned her neck to look at you.

"Hi. I miss you."

Shee chuckled and bit on the cap on her pen. "I'm right here, darling."

You shook your head, although there was no denying the smile tugging at your lips. "I know, silly. I mean I've missed you over the last few days. I wanna spend time with you!" You whined and the sound that followed was a little giggle falling her lips. You dropped your head to the back of her shoulder. You couldn't help but let your lips brush against her shoulder blade. It's been so long since you've gotten to hold onto her and kiss her delicate skin.

"Please, Miley? Can you put your notebook away for maybe twenty minutes? I just wanna be with you." You pleaded.

She thought about it for a few seconds, letting your sweet words sink in for a moment. She looked down at her notebook. She only had a few lines finished and she was stressing out more by sitting there and staring at the pages!

So, she closed her notebook and moved it to her nightstand before she rolled onto her back and held her arms open for you. You moved into them, head falling to her chest as she buried her nose in your hair. Fingers brushing through the strands, she smiled to herself.

"I've missed you too." She said.

Lifting your head, you brushed your lips against hers, unable to stop grinning from ear to ear when she smiled into the kiss and then hummed and let herself get lost in the taste of your lips.

"Twenty minutes, right?" You asked, feeling hopeful that you had some time to spend with her before her mind traveled back to the lyrics you're sure to run through her brain quite a bit.

She tucked a lock of hair behind your ear and her eyes lit up when they met yours. "Maybe a little longer."

You giggled in response, loving the feeling of her soft lips moving so perfectly against yours.

"A movie, maybe." She suggsted. "After I give you all the kisses you deserve."

That sounded like the perfect way to spend the day, to you.