I stepped out of the shower, wrapping a fluffy white towel around my body. The cold tile beneath my feet stings. I run my fingers through my hair and walk in front of my mirror. I wipe the steam off the mirror with my hand. I grab my brush and brush through the wet hair, looking at my reflection. I then walk into my bedroom and to my dresser to grab my bra and underwear. I dry off the rest of the way, and put my undergarments on along with a tank top. The crickets outside my apartment are loud and obnoxious. I stroll into my small kitchen and open the fridge grabbing the gallon of water out and drinking straight from it. That was when I heard a knock on the door that startles me slightly. I stumble and put the gallon on the counter, accidentally leaving the fridge open. I run to my bedroom to grab some shorts, when the knock sounds again.
"Coming!" I shout, trying to put my shorts on while running to the door. I open the door, and my boyfriend stands in front of me. "I'm sorry baby. Hi." I smile lightly. "Hi, Hi darling, I- I needed a break." Gilbert runs his hand back through his light brown hair. He puffs his cheeks out exhaling. I knew exactly what he was talking about.
"Come on in." I step to the side letting him in. I bring him into a tight hug. I rub the back of his head repeatedly. "What's going on?" I say quietly, closing the door with my foot.
"My sisters are pissing me off, Mother is on her death bed, the house is fallin' apart. And Arnie- he- ran away again, Y/N." His voice is breaking, Gilbert never cries, it's very hard to get any emotion out of him, it's just how he is. "Arnie won't stop bringin' up Dads death, and it's driving Momma wild, Y/N."
I pull away from him to look at his face. I put my hand on his cheek. "I'm so sorry, Gilbert." I kiss his lips lightly. "You don't deserve any of this." He's looking right into my eyes. His dreamy eyes drive me insane. He's rubbing my side, and fiddling with the fabric of my tank top.
"I-" He tries to talk, but I kiss him again stopping him from it. He gives the slightest small smile. I bite my lip at his cuteness and pokes his side. We walk into the hall of my small apartment.
"You don't have to say anything. It's okay." I move his hair back out of his face.
"Can I stay here with you tonight?" He inhales and puts his hands in his pockets, while rocking on his heels. I can tell he's very tense.
"Of course Gilbert, what kind of question is that?" I hold my arms out and he comes to hug me. He kisses the top of my head and leans his head on my shoulder. We walk into my bedroom and he sits on the end of the bed. I yawn. I crawl onto the bed behind him and sit up on my knees. I hug his neck from behind and rub down his chest. I move his soft hair to the side and kiss down his neck a few times. I rub the sides of his arms and massage his biceps. He inhales sharply. I turn around and turn off the lamp on my night stand. I crawl back to him and take his brown jacket off. He kicks off his shoes. The room is pitch black. I smile and bite my lip even though he can't see.
"Everyone expects so much from me, Y/N." He sighs and leans back onto me. I rub his head.
"I know, baby." I whisper into his ear and kiss it. "Let's just cuddle and go to sleep, okay?" I say softly. He stands up and takes his shirt off. I go to the headboard of the bed and get under the covers. He gets in beside me, and lays close to me. Gilbert wraps his arms around me. I love being in his arms, it's my favorite place to be. I fiddle with his hair and he places the occasional sporadic kiss on my neck, chest, face, and arms. His breath is soft against my ear.
"You mean everything to me, Y/N." He whispers. I cuddle closer to him. He rubs my thigh, and we fall asleep just like that.
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A/N: i'm sorry this was pretty short! i'm not too happy with it, but it took me a while 😭😭 i hope it's fine :))) don't forget to request while i have them open!!
