@hxbiris asked: it’s been a long time since i felt this good on my own . (Yuka to Malleus owo)
emerald eyes slowly gaze to yuka. this ... particular human, albeit ordinary in many ways and rather slow in an everyday life, seemed to have taken every bit of the fae's interest. despite so, malleus supposed there is beauty in simplicity as well - contrary to what many were lead to believe, of course. what was mere pity for an abandoned building to now be preoccupied turned out to have been the most fun he got to experience ... alas, such that time not seemed to allow, it seemed.
nevertheless, malleus allows for the tiniest smile as he chuckles with arms crossed over chest. ❛ good on your own, you say? well, child of man... while i'd love to stay longer for such a thing, i'm afraid this is where we must depart. perhaps in due time, you'll come to feel better in yourself...despite the shortcomings. ❜ part of him almost wished to see her again in one of his long, nightly walks ... an odd but welcoming feeling, might he add. would she enjoy gargoyles...? ah, she simply must! ❛ i bid you good night, then. ❜ with this in mind, he'd vanish...only allowing for the strong presence to linger in air for yuka to sense and, hopefully, not overwhelm .. much like hers had for him.
cursed suggestions ... accepting!
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The only sounds that accompany the dimly-lit room you sit in are the soft flicker of the candle, the flapping of the curtains as wind blows in, as well as the rustle of pages as you flip through the book in your hands.
You know you cannot continue when your eyelids droop heavier and more frequently, and when you look up to check the time, you find that you have gotten too carried away with your reading— it is nearing 2am. Your love should have slept more than 2 hours ago, keyword being should have.
With how codependent you are on each other, you can be very certain that he will still be waiting, wide awake, for you.
Leaving the book, you blow out all the lights in the living room and slip your way into your bedroom, quietly, even though your love is fully conscious on the bed.
“You are late.”
It is cold when you walk nimbly to the bed. It is warm when you make yourself comfortable next to him. “Kept you waiting, sorry. I was carried away.”
“What was the book about this time?”
You tell him of the story you had been engrossed in, of the worlds weaved and kingdoms built that were immersive, while your hand makes its way to its ready position. The position that would later prove to be crucial to his ability to sleep and your source of comfort for the night.
And your love listens, tirelessly and attentively, even if the magical land you were brought into earlier was the bane of his existence, the reason why he couldn’t peacefully fall asleep.
In the darkness, you barely make out his hand as it inches towards yours. When they meet, he intertwines your fingers, loose and snug at the same time. The warmth of his hands starts to seep into yours. “You know I cannot sleep when you are not here.”
“Apologies,” you whisper. There are only two of you in this residence; there is no need to speak quietly. You do so anyway, as a show of intimacy, comfort, and promise.
He forgives you by squeezing your hand once, quickly, then again, slower this time. The grip gets looser, in sync with his slowly closing eyelids. And one last thing before he moves on to slumberland, he murmurs, “Continue talking about your book.”
He is not awake to hear the rest, with your hand nestled comfortably in his, but you talk anyway, of the worlds weaved and kingdoms built. You talk of both him and the stories you read, you talk until you cannot move your lips for anything that isn’t kissing him goodnight, until you join him in slumberland as well.
wanderer, wriothesley, alhaitham, albedo
a/n: this is inspired by my dad, whom i found out has to hold my mom's hand every night before he falls asleep 🥹🥹
sorry it was short btw im still kind of busy and im working with like 3 wips at once
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half-asleep .. chan x reader
★☆ : fluff
★☆ : decided to write something for channie! hope you guys like it lol. i didnt know how to end it so i hope its okayyy (please dont flop LMFAOO)
you know chan always comes home late. staying after hours in the studio practically becoming a normal thing; hell- it is a normal thing. of course, you always try to stay up for him. you've stayed up till ungodly hours just waiting for chan to come home. you know how hard he works but damn..
you look over to the side table next to you, your phone lit up with a text message. you pick up your phone and smile,
10:00pm, channie💗 : "might be a little late to get home. make sure not to stay up late.. get good rest, okay? love u"
although chan always says this, you never end up sleeping. even when you try to you just end up tossing and turning in bed, anyways.
2am, no notifications. that message from chan was 6 hours ago. chan probably thought you were asleep by now, huh? but really you were just staring at the tv, waiting and waiting for your boyfriend to get home.
you felt wide awake, but your slowly drooping eyelids said otherwise- just begging to close. but no- you cant close your eyes until chan gets home. you want to be there to greet him when he comes back, like always! he doesnt like it when you get no sleep like this, but you cant help it.
'god.. when's channie getting home?' you think to yourself, turning on your phone to look at the time. yeah.. a little late he said. this is way more than a little late! turning off your phone, you sighed and leaned into the couch.
although.. you cant really blame him for being so late- you just wish he wasn't late all the time. although, he is an idol and its kinda bound to happen anyways.
"maybe i could just rest my eyes..." you say to yourself as you lay down on the couch, closing your eyes.
2:15 am, you hear the door to your apartment unlock however, you cant bring yourself to open your eyes. the door shuts and you can hear chan take off his shoes and walk into the living room where your on the couch.
"baby? you asleep?" he whispers, making sure not to wake you if you really are asleep. you groan in response, smiling a little. chan smiles sheepishly, "why are you still up?"
"only half up.." you slur out and he laughs, intertwining his fingers with yours and picking you up, bringing you to the shared bedroom and placing you on the bed, tucking you into the covers.
"im gonna go shower, sleep well okay?" he kisses your forehead and starts to leave, but you hold onto him.
"stay- for a little." you say, looking up at him and who is he to say no to someone as adorable as you? chan makes his way into the bed, pulling you close.
"i missed you." you confess as you stuff your head into chans chest.
"i missed you too." he pets your head as you drift off into a deep sleep.
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