❤️3 a.m (drabble)

~Drabble??? I dunno but I wanted something more calm~

During your slumber, you absentmindedly roll over and reach for your boyfriend, in result feeling nothing. The space feels empty, causing you to blink awake in hopes to see your cuddle buddy. You wipe the tiredness from your eyes and pat the spot again, scanning it this time. Nothing. He must be gone, but why gone? As you observe the clock displaying 2:56 a.m, you think where could he possibly be gone to. In hopes of peaceful sleep with someone to cuddle, you slip out of the bed and put on some pajama pants.

A yawn escapes your lips as you glance down into the master bathroom. The light wasn't on so not there. You open the bedroom door and peek out into the large living room. Noticing a small light in the connecting kitchen, you step out onto the cold hardwood floor.

"Chuuya?" Within the silence you quietly call for him, walking into the kitchen.

The man turns around and looks you in the eyes with a soft expression. His fingers rest on the base of a wine glass, and his other hand gently beating his fingertips against the marble. The glass of alcohol catches your attention though.

"What are you doing up?" You ask your partner the most forefront question in your mind.

"Thinking..." He tilts his head up and sighs softly. A lot was running through his mind in these late to early hours.

"...Couldn't sleep?" He shakes his head and you walk behind him, smiling slightly. Your hands rub his shoulders and down to his chest as you hug him from behind. The gesture calms his head, as does the wine.

"Mmm babe, you should go back to bed." Chuuya tilts his head back to you, seemingly observing your own eyes as they are precious gems. You run your fingers through his long section of orange hair.

"Not without you, now why don't you put the drink down? We can even talk about what you're thinking when we're in bed." You speak near his ear in hopes to convince him back to bed. If you decided to stay up longer it would be almost impossible to go back to sleep, yet you'd do whatever he wanted.

"Hmm I suppose I'm tired. We can get to bed." Chuuya shakes the last of his thoughts from his head as he pushes the wine glass away and stands. You smile and cling to his arm, nuzzling gently. If your happiness is assured, he can sleep at night. The haunting memories of the past start to fade, along with some thoughts of bad people or events that shaped him. It's not who he is now. His role is to be the dedicated man of your dreams. The past shouldn't matter when it comes to focusing on you and only you...








...yet it does.

What a twist! Don't know what this was but eh part 2??

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