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The room wasn’t silent, even though it was almost midnight. The old box fan you’ve had since you were a child was propped up in the corner of the dorm room, filling the space with white noise. Tim had teased you the first time he spent the night, saying how it shouldn’t be that hard to sleep without sound. You argued that the noise just comforted you, and you could still sleep without it if you really had to. Looking at Tim now though, all sleepy and content with his head on your chest, he seems like he could swallow his words.
It had been a rough day for the both of you, with classes dragging on and constant running back and forth, you were ready to pass out by the time you made it back to your dorm.
As you were finally getting ready to cozy up in bed for some much needed sleep, you got a call from your boyfriend who, unbeknownst to you, was nowhere near his dorm like usual.
You blink a few times to wake yourself up before answering, assuming it was one of those late night calls to help him sleep. You could practically hear the smile through the phone as he spoke.
“You busy?”
“I was about to be busy with sleep, but I guess not. Why?”
“I..” he pauses to let out a sigh “I was wondering if I could stop by for a minute. You know, to catch up. I haven’t been over in like, three days” He knew that was a stupid excuse, but he needed something to cover the fact he just wanted to come over.
Knowing him, a minute would definitely turn into a few hours. You yawn before quietly chuckling “You’re an idiot.” there’s another minute of silence before you murmur, “Yeah… I don’t mind…” Sitting up, you rub your eyes and speak again “You might as well stay the night. You’ll probably be too tired to walk back to your room after.”
And after exchanging a few more words, your boyfriend showed up at your door almost instantly. Kind of like he already knew you’d let him stay, so he walked during the call. You huffed out a soft laugh at the thought before dragging yourself out of bed. You opened the door to reveal Tim, already in his pjs with a sheepish grin on his face. “Sorry for waking you.”
You couldn’t help but let your lips tug upwards a little at the sight of him. Despite how disheveled and exhausted he may have looked, he was still as handsome as ever. Heck, he could have been wearing a trash bag and covered in dirt and you’d still think he’s the cutest thing to exist.
Stepping aside, you allow him to come in. “It’s fine. I wasn’t asleep anyways.” You shut the door as he makes his way to your room like he’s done this before. He has.
You barely make it into your bedroom before you hear a loud exhale. Turning around, you see Tim stretched out onto your bed and lying on his stomach like a starfish. “You couldn’t take up any more room, could you?” You sigh sarcastically before sitting on the edge of the bed. He chuckles, the sound being muffled by the duvet, before pulling himself to sit upright and holding back a smile. “There was enough room for you, you just like hogging the space.” He grumbles, feigning annoyance from you disturbing him. “Shut up” You roll your eyes before flopping down beside him.
After bickering, you both settled into a comfortable position. He settled his body between your legs, resting his head on your chest while his arms locked tight but comfortable around your waist. You let out a relaxed sigh at his weight, letting your fingers find their way into his messy hair. He hummed approvingly, and even leaned into your touch and encouraged you to continue.
You spoke about your day first, about how the professor’s voice is too monotone for you to stay awake during presentations or about how you’re starting to struggle with your math class. Tim offers to help you, before sleepily mumbling about his day next.
He never really finished talking, just sort of dozed off in the middle of speaking about some classmate he found annoying. It was definitely the back rubbing that made him fall asleep. You note to yourself before storing that information away for later use.
Now that led you to the present, with Tim snuggled against you and your stresses of the day eased even if just slightly. You shift, just barely, to try and get comfortable. Tim doesn’t like that, and he proves it by whining ever so slightly and holding you tighter. You huff and move anyways, now lying on your side with him tucked against you and your chin resting atop his head.
“I love you.” You murmur tiredly as a goodnight, pressing a soft kiss to his hair. You pull the blanket up to cover you more before letting sleep overcome you. Hopefully, you’ll both be able to get some well deserved rest.