tequila ; s. paulson one - shots

lethargic (s. paulson)

Turning the key in the lock, Sarah entered your shared apartment, "Y/N? I'm back, are you there?"

As a person, you were normally very bubbly and hyper, really happy, but today, your girlfriend had noticed something was up. Your replies to texts weren't really different, but the call you had shared at lunch break gave your front away.

There was a quality in your voice that had seemed tired, and just different. It had been bugging Sarah all day, so she was grateful that she finally got to go home and investigate. The sight she found, although not what she was expecting, didn't sadden her any less.

DEAN's 'instagram' was playing, very loudly, one might add, while you were lying on your bed, staring vacantly at the ceiling. Not even moving, not doing anything, which was uncharacteristic of you.

"Y/N? Are you ok?" Sarah asked, moving closer towards the bed.

You mustered a weak smile, "Hi, Sarah, how was your day?"

"A lot better now that I'm with you," she replied as she sat on the floor next to the bed. Brushing your hair away from your face, she kissed your cheek lightly, "How are you feeling? You seemed down when we talked."

With a sigh, you stayed quiet for a while, as the background music moved on to the next song, 'Wish' by Urban Zakapa, "Sad music always makes me feel better."

"Yeah, right," the older woman scoffed, resting her hand on yours, "You're evading the question again, Y/N."

"I can't explain it, Sarah," you admitted, "How do you explain feeling happy when you start your day and you're able to function for a while and all of a sudden you're completely unmotivated and really empty? I'm just really lethargic right now."

There was silence, the thoughtful kind, that lasted until the first chorus of the next song on your playlist, 'Hurt Road' by Day6. That was when your girlfriend decided to speak up, "I think everyone goes through that sometimes. And we all have our own ways of coping with having to mourn the death of a random person."

"I can't believe you remembered that conversation," you chuckled, intertwining your fingers, "That was one of those random things I found online."

"I never forget anything interesting, love," Sarah replied, "Now, do you need help feeling better?"

The song changed again, 'Flower' by Code Kunst, and the smile on your face grew slightly, "Yes, please."

"Let me change first," letting go of your hand, she stood, walking to your shared closet and taking some clothes, "I'm going to make us some popcorn, be right back."

She knew exactly what you wanted, and exactly what you needed. Everyone had their own comforts in sadness, yours just happened to be cuddles with a nice movie, warm blankets in a cold room, and popcorn as a snack.

You stayed still there, allowing the music and the aroma of popcorn from the kitchen to wash over you. Avril Lavigne's 'I'm With You' started playing, and you closed your eyes, focusing on the song.

"What movie are you feeling today, love?" Sarah's voice dragged you back to reality, away from the empty feelings, "I'm guessing My Little Pony."

"Nope," you said, popping the 'p', "We're watching Ocean's 8 again."

"Aw, come on," placing the bowl of popcorn on the bed, she turned on her laptop and started to browse, "Why do you like it so much?"

You shrugged and moved to hug her, humming along to 'Somewhere Only We Know' by Keane, "I don't know. I just do."

Something about this woman grounded you, she kept you from drowning in the thoughts that plagued you constantly. It was like she understood how much you valued the comfort other people brought when they showed that they cared. There were days when all she had to do was stay with you in the same room and tell you about her day, and you would feel better instantly.

The two of you stayed there until she found the film on Netflix, "There, now turn off your music so we can watch already."

You pulled yourself out of the comfort of your bed, switched off your music, and connected the speaker to the laptop. When you turned back, you saw your girlfriend opening her arms for a hug, which you happily gave, snuggling into her embrace.

Your favorite movie was playing, and you were wrapped in your girlfriend's love, so gradually the emptiness dissipated and made way for contentment. When the last remnants of the negative emotions disappeared, you turned and placed a kiss on your lover's lips.

"Feeling better?"

"Yup, thanks a lot."

"Anything for you, love."

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