#i did this purposely

Genres and Warnings: fluff, slight smut, swearing

Request: Right, so we literally have two posts on our entire blog so here’s a thing I came up with at two in the morning.  

Words: 772

Summary: They cannot sleep and the waking feeling of their love keeps them up until they can’t handle it.

It’s late. I can’t sleep at night without the feeling of them next to me. It’s absolutely horrific. I keep telling myself that it’s just a simple crush, that I’m just infatuated with them, but how could it be just that when I constantly find myself up at 5:30 in the morning with thoughts of how I miss their touch?

I sigh and roll over onto my back. I close my eyes and try to fall asleep, just five minutes, even. I find myself thinking about them yet again, their lips, their laugh, their smile. I take multiple deep breaths, hoping to find the sweet release of sleep.

I feel a pair of soft, warm lips come into contact with mine. I immediately recognize the pair of lips as their’s, they feel just as I remember them from that stupid game of Spin the Bottle our friends made us play. An overwhelming warmth spreads through my body as if I’m kissing a bonfire. The kiss seems to last forever and I could stay here forever.

My eyes fly open as the pair of lips seems to fade from existence. It was just a dream. I glance at my bedside clock 5:32. I literally dozed for two minutes. I sighed and rolled over onto my side. I closed my eyes again and took more deep breaths.

A pair of warm arms wrap around my waist and pull me up against their chest. I recognize the pair of arms as their’s from countless hugs that we had shared. Their head snuggles into the crook of my neck. I find myself leaning into their touch, loving every single second of it. Their grip on my waist tightens and they pull me even closer to them, if that was even physically possible. Their warmth radiates off of them and I find myself shrugging my blanket off until it rests at our waists.

They seem to fade from reality and my eyes fly open as the sudden cold wraps around my body. I pull the blanket back up to my shoulders and I curl into the fatal position to absorb more warmth. After I’ve collected enough warmth, I turn back onto my back, staring up at my bedroom ceiling. Shadows creep around the outskirts of my ceiling and they seem momentarily frightening until I realize they’re created by the faint light of the lamp post right outside my window. I close my eyes again and take more deep breaths.

Their lips somehow find mine again, this time for a shorter period before they move to kiss down my neck and on my collarbone. I feel their hands move to hold my hips, their thumbs skimming underneath my shirt to lightly massage the sensitive skin there. Once again, I felt overwhelmingly warm due to their incredible warmth that they seemed to radiate. I find my hands moving to wrap around their neck and they seem to smile against my neck. I felt absolute bliss and I could definitely stay like this forever. This wasn’t exactly sexual, but it was perfectly intimate.

Then, it all fades and I find myself bolting upright in bed as my eyes fly open. It was just another stupid dream. I find I’ve finally had enough of this bullshit and I decide to take action and to actually make some of those scenarios happen.

I leap out of bed and grab my phone. I dial their number and anxiously wait for them to pick up. It might’ve been 5:55 in the morning, but they were a very light sleeper. A good minute passes before they finally answer.

“Hello?” Their voice is groggy.

“Hey.” I sigh.

“It’s six in the freaking morning.” They sigh, agitation seeping through the phone.

I laugh lightly before stuttering to words. “I like you.”

“God, I sure hope so. We’re best friends, you know.” They sigh, not picking up on what I meant.

“No, I… I like-like you.” I stumble to say. “I love you”

There’s a long pause before they answer again. “I like-like you, too.”

“Really?” I ask, sounding slightly like a child.

They laughed. “Yes, you spork. I’ve been meaning to talk to you about my feelings, but I couldn’t find the words. I’m glad you decided to speak up first, though.”

I smile. “That’s nice.”

There’s another pause, shorter this time. “So, wanna go out for coffee or something later?”

I nod, even though they can’t see me. “Yeah. I’d love to.”

“Great. I’ll stop by your place later and we can go out, yeah?” They asked.

My grin only grew. “Yeah. Good night.”

“Good night.”