The ringing of the alarm clock finally woke you up and it didn't take long for you to give out a lazy hum as you reach for it to turn it off. Silence fell in the room again and you immediately want to go back to sleep, but you know you can't. It's a new day and apparently, new set of errands to do.

You rolled to face the other side of the bed where your newly wedded husband should be sleeping. The wedding happened three months ago, but for you, it still feels like it just happened yesterday. It was, indeed, yours and Patrick's best day so far.

You opened your eyes the moment you faced his side to find that he wasn't there. In fact, his side looks like it hasn't been touched for the whole night, "'Trick?" you called, still half-asleep but you pushed yourself to sit up.

Last night, you went to bed before Patrick because he's still working on the band's new single. You wanted to stay up with him, but the guy was insistent that you get the recommended 8 hours of sleep. You decided not to argue anymore as that will only take up some of his precious time and you realized that he'd be more focused if he work alone.

He'd been behind schedule these past few weeks because he was focused on your wedding and honeymoon and now, he had to pay up those time offs. You realized that he must have missed doing this too because your husband is really just that passionate when it comes to music.

You stayed there for a few more moments, gently rubbing your eyes to be fully awake. After that, you realized there's a piece of note on his pillow.

'Hey, princess. Gonna pull up an all-nighter. I need to finish up the song. Don't worry, I'm just at the studio downstairs. Love you, :*'

You read Patrick's note which put a smile on your face. He loves leaving notes like this and it's usually just about little things, but you apreciate them big time. You also love the fact that each of them ends with 'I Love you'.

You kept the note in your drawer where all of his other notes are and you went out of the room to start your day. You went on with your morning routine and deciding not to bother him yet. But before doing anything else outside of your usual routine, you prepared breakfast for the both of you.

It wasn't a fancy breakfast, Patrick is a simple man anyways . If he sees cereal and a cup of tea, he'd be the happiest guy in the world. You prepared his favorite food and hot drink before putting it all on a tray and heading to his studio. You knocked gently and waited a response but it seems like he didn't hear you. He always wears his earphones while working anyways, so it's understandable. You proceeded to open the door and walked in.

Impressively, he really is still up and working. He had his back on you and it's obvious he's fixated on the laptop infront of him. You can hear his hums and constant murmurs of lyrics as he did his magic on the computer.

You closed the door as gently as you can, but it still was enough to startle Patrick and finally look back.

"I'm sorry, didn't mean to bother you," you said with an apologetic smile.

Patrick lighten up the moment he saw you. He did look stressed the instant you saw him, but when he realized it was you, his eyes glowed.

"No need to say sorry. Morning, princess," he told you. You went straight to him and put down the breakfast beside him.

"Made you some breakfast and by made, I mean, I poured  cereal and milk in a bowl and put a tea bag in a cup of hot water," you explained which made him laugh.

"It's still much appreciated, Y/N. It's already the best breakfast in ever, but you serving it made it much more perfect," Patrick answered. He slightly moved on his seat and gestured you to sit next to him. You didn't hesitate and the moment you sat down, the guy bear-hugged you.

"You okay in here?" you asked while chuckling and trying to hug him back. You really love his clingy side.

"Yeah, it's actually almost done. Just need a few more minutes," he answered innocently.

"Alright then, I'll leave you with your --

"No, just stay. Eat breakfast with me and stay till I finish it. I need you to be the first one to listen?" he asked and with or without that beautiful pleading eyes of his, you will always say yes.

"Of course. You don't even have to plead, angel," you kissed him of the lips quickly which made him glow more.

Patrick continued to work as you practically feed him the cereal you made.  You spoon-fed him like a baby and also started baby talking. Patrick had almost burst out laughing in front of your face with a moutful of cereal three times now. Laughs filled the room because that's just want happens when you're together.

You realized that this may not be good for the song as he could mess up some things, but he looked confident enough so you didn't say anything. You also just want to increase his energy a little since he looked tired.

When the song was finally finished, Patrick gave you one of his earphones and you gave it a first listen. You immediately want to stand up and dance to the music. It was so cheerful.

"Now, that is a song that gives of such summer vibes!" you commented.

"That's what we're going for. Did you like it?" he asked.

"Yes! Didn't you see me? I honestly want to start a pool party right here right now," you answered with a laugh, "And you know what, for some goddamn reason, that song made me crave for ice cream," you added.

"THAT'S BRILLIANT, Y/N!" Patrick suddenly shouted which startled you.

"What?! What did I do?" you asked, dumbfounded.

"Ice cream. That's the music video. Pete's been bothering me with a concept for that too," he explained.

Patrick quickly called his best friend and just said those two words and it's like Pete had the realization of his life too. You always love seeing those two communicate and this is one of their golden moments.

Soon enough, it's just you and Patrick talking again. Now that the song is done and all adrenaline is going down, Patrick's eyes began to show tiredness.

"Let's get you to bed, baby boo," you said, still with your baby talk tone.

Patrick chuckled, but this time you know he's really tired. He leaned his head against your shoulders and just smiled, "I'm really glad I married you, Y/N, thank you for being better half," he said which warmed your heart.

"And thank YOU for being MY better half too. Come on, you seriously need to regain energy," you said as you kiss him on the head.

"Carry me?" he asked cutely.

"Patrick, we'll both end up with a broken leg if I did that. I can't even carry my own self sometimes," you said.

"Please?" he asked like a kid.

"No, honey--

"Please?"

"Patrick, I can't ---

"Please?"

The innocent exchange went on as you pushed him to get up, almost dragging half of him. You didn't mind and you love  the scene. You know he's also just playing with you, but you appreciate him still trying to keep the mood up.

You really did marry a great guy.

A/N: Just your daily dose of fluff 😁
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