#YING IM SMOOOOCHING YOU THANK OU FOR THE THOUGHS ASUKDJSA

[catcze]

i need pouty wriothesley ♡ the man who just melts and buries his head into your chest after a long day because as much as he loves his work, the fortress does get depressing and our man needs some tlc after all that >:)

OUHAIUSDHIUAS my GOD 🥺🥺🥺🥺

There's not a word that needs to be said between you. Not when Wriothesley is unusually quiet as he closes the door of your room, as he sits on a chair, undoes his boots, shucks off his coat and practically flops on top of you in the bed.

His arms wrap around your torso and tug you closer, enough that he can bury his head in your chest. His hair tickles your collar, and his breath makes goosebumps rise on your skin, but you restrain yourself from laughing. Mostly because you think he'll huff about you disturbing his rest.

One of your hands drapes over his shoulder and back, the subtle weight of it encouraging him to melt into you leisurely, and the other goes to his hair, raking through it and scratching. "You can rest now," you murmur to him, the hand on his back beginning to rub soothing circles though his shirt. "I'll wake you up if anything comes up in the middle of the night." You will not, in fact, and he knows this. Let your boyfriend have his rest— like he's told you time and again, the fortress is pretty self-sufficient. It wouldn't miss it's administrator too bad for just a while.

Wriothesley hums, arms wrapping tighter as if he means to never let you go. A soft, "Thanks," is kissed into your chest, and he begins to melt into you.

You crane your head downwards, enough to stroke his hair and hiss the crown of his head. "Goodnight, my love," you tell him, but he's already asleep.

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