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Tired and Cuddly (Espresso x Madeleine)

Summary:

Madeleine comes home very tired, Espresso doesn't mind

Notes:

after today's 3am angst-hurt/comfort fic i have decided that before midnight, i would write a short pure fluff on madeleine and espresso so here i am

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   Madeline hugged Espresso from behind, nuzzling into his neck. His armor already off, he had a loose shirt on and comfortable pants. He is tired after today, today was a long day. Woke up tired and is going to bed exhausted, Madeleine isn’t one to be tired.

   ,,Madelle, I’m trying to finish this pasta- Darling.” Espresso says softly, stirring the sauce, it’s almost time to get it off the stove.

   ,,Mmmm….” Madeleine froans in response, yawning right after. He nuzzles back into Espresso’s neck, using what strength he has left to sway them from side to side. Espresso had some songs on from the radio playing, not loudly but not too quietly, it added to the atmosphere.

   Espresso giggled and slowly put the pot from the stove, turning it off.  Madeleine loved that google, it was all for him to hear, no one else. He and Espresso at home, cuddling together before dinner. He covers the freshly done sauce with a lid he prepared earlier before leaning his back into Madeleine’s chest.

   ,,Mmmm? Had a long day today, darling?” Espresso wriggled a little and Madeleine loosened his grip for Espresso to turn around and hug him properly back. He hugged him with such a loving embrace, Madeleine feels warm and safe. He could fall asleep any moment now.

   ,,Yeah… Ready t… Sleep” Madeleine yawns, sloughed into Espresso’s neck as Espresso strokes his hair gently, brushing through it so carefully to not tug.

   ,,We hadn’t even had dinner, you’re always set on making me eat, Madelle.” Espresso said, giggling softly, trying to hide it.

   ,,I knooowww… I’m just so tired love…” Madeleine whined, looking up Espresso in his face. His beautiful coffee eyes hidden behind his glasses and freckles sitting on top of his cheeks so pretty. He slowly lets one hand go to pull his glasses from his face down, holding them by the bridge.

   ,,Agh- Madelle! You know I can’- Hey-” Espresso tried to say, but was interrupted with Madeleine leaning in to kiss his cheeks. He kept kissing them gently, sometimes just brushing over, he really is tired.

   ,,What are you doing, Madelle..?” Espresso whispers, flustered, his cheeks burning up rapidly. 

   ,,Kissing your freckles…” Madeleine giggled gently after saying that and going back to what he was doing- Kissing his freckles. Now it made sense to Espresso, why sometimes Madeleine kissed almost the same spot multiple times before moving a little to the side.

   Getting to his nose he started kissing the tip of his nose while giggling, making Espresso giggle in response as he let him do his thing.

   ,,Go to bed with meee… I don’t want to go to sleep without cuddling youuuu… Please?” Madeleine pulled the puppy eyes on Espresso, and even though Espresso couldn’t see well without his glasses, he smiled lovingly.

   ,,Okay. Fine… Only today.” Espresso says and Madeleine jumps with a small “yay”.

   Espresso gets his glasses back so that he can lead them back to their room to their bed, of course he didn’t forget to turn the radio off. 

 

   He put his glasses on the nightstand only to see Madeleine already falling asleep, comfortable.

   ,,Make some more room for me, Madelle.” Espresso says, turning off the lamp as he hears blankets and pillows shift with someone yawning. Smiling, Espresso gets in under the covers and Madeleine wastes no time pulling him closer. Today it was Espresso’s turn to be the bigger spoon as Madeleine nuzzled his head unto Espresso’s chest, one hand around his waist and the other under his head. Espresso played with his hair, massaging his head.

   ,,Goodnight, Madelle. Sweet dreams… I love you…” Espresso wasn’t one to say that often, but when he did, Madeleine was the happiest.

   ,,Mmmmm… Luv yu too…” Madeleine yawned out, cuddling close before eventually falling asleep.

   Espresso didn’t see much, he didn't see anything at all, actually. With one hand, he traced over his freckles that had been kissed today, he smiled softly. He truly wouldn’t mind that happening again.

Notes:

oh you can leave requests maybe i will write them (yes credit will be given)

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