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You and Brendon had been dating for several months now and in all of that time you had never stayed the night at his place.
Sometimes you fall asleep for a bit on the couch during a movie night. But sleep in his bed? With him?
No.
You had been hesitant because you were a very restless sleeper.
On more than one occasion friends or family members had jokingly and not jokingly commented on how much you move in your sleep. Whether it was some kicking, sleep talking, or simply tossing and turning.
Due to that information you typically opted to sleep alone or keep a distance from others when sleeping over or sharing a sleeping space.
When it came to sleeping at Brendon’s, you didn’t want to scare him off with your restless movement.
He would ask often if you wanted to stay the night and you would avoid the invitation with an excuse of working early the next morning, early morning plans, not having any stuff with you, etc.
Brendon respected your answers but at the same time he just really wanted to fall asleep with you in his arms and wake up to you the next morning.
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Today you were having a pool day with Brendon. Both of you had the day off and what better way to beat the heat then take advantage of his apartment’s very expensive pool.
You guys had just gotten out and you go to lay out on your chair when Brendon pulls your arm gently.
He sits on his chair and lays back, maneuvering you to lay on top of him. Your face is squished against his warm chest as he runs his hands up and down your back in a soothing motion.
“I’m so sleepy” you mumble against his chest
You feel his chest vibrate from him chuckling.
“That so, baby?”
“Mhm” you hum as you play with the necklace he’s wearing.
“Well,” he starts “How about I order dinner, you pick some movies, and thennn” he drags out the last word “you spend the night with me tonight?”
You stay silent as your heart races.
Of course you want to do all of that but you’re hesitant of staying the night, as always.
“C’mon sweetheart,” he hugs you closely to his body “just wanna have you wrapped around me in my bed. Then after I wake up with you in my arms I’ll make you the best pancakes you’ve ever had.”
Tucking your face into his neck you mumble something incoherently.
“Hmm? What was that baby?” he tries turning his head closer
“I’m just scared.” you mumble again but a little louder
Brendon’s eyebrows furrow at your words.
“Why are you scared? Did I do someth–”
“No!” you cut him off abruptly “It’s nothing you’ve done Bren, I promise.”
You sit up and settle on his thighs, bracing your arms on his chest.
“I uh, I move around a lot when I sleep.”
You look up, avoiding eye contact with him.
“That's it? Is that why you’ve not stayed over before?” he probes gently
A tear rolls down your face “I know, I know, it probably seems fucking stupid of me t–”
“Hey, hey. Sweetheart, you’re not stupid. Don’t ever say that about yourself.” he rubs your arms soothingly.
“It’s okay to feel how you do about it but you do know that some moving around in your sleep isn’t gonna scare me away, right?”
“I hope not” you laugh a little as you wipe your tears.
He smiles up at you “You could have ten extra toes and I’d love you anyways.”
You gasp dramatically
“Ten?! Bren I promise I d-don’t” you laugh uncontrollably
He joins in with your laughter
“So… will you stay tonight?”
Letting out a deep breath you nod.
“Yeah, I guess I’ll steal your covers tonight.”
His fingers meet your sides “You little shit”
The giggles are uncontrollable as you wrestle with his hands.
He finally relents “Alright sweetheart, lets get a shower and some dinner.”
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Brendon had ordered dinner from an Italian restaurant that was devoured quickly during a small movie marathon.
The final credits were rolling and your eyes were barely open.
Brendon looks down at your head against his shoulder.
He gently runs his thumb across your cheek “ready for bed, baby?”
You nod against his shoulder, too exhausted for words.
“Alright pretty girl,” he stands slowly and picks you up in his arms “Let’s go.”
He walks to his bedroom and sets you down on the edge of the bed.
Brendon finds a t-shirt of his and stands in front of you.
Still a little awake you lift your arms up.
He helps you get your shirt and shorts off, putting his shirt on you.
Once you’re dressed you slowly get under the covers and get comfortable.
“I’m gonna turn everything off and get us some water and I’ll be back” he says from the doorway.
“Okay,” you mumble sleepily.
You try to stay awake for him to get back but quickly you’re nodding off until you’re dead asleep.
—--
Brendon’s gone for maybe ten minutes and then he’s back with bottled waters for you both.
The first thing he notices is your restlessness.
It’s almost as if you’re in a dream state or something’s plaguing your mind. You hadn’t mentioned nightmares or things troubling you so it’s not something he needs to wake you up from.
He flicks the lights off and gets in bed with you, immediately pulling you into his chest. When he said he didn’t mind the restless movement, he meant it.
Then he notices it.
As soon as he pulls you into his embrace and cuddles you close, you go still.
And you don’t seem to move a muscle the whole night.
Huh.
Maybe all of this time you just needed someone to hold you at night.
‘I can do that for you, sweetheart’ he thought.
I’ll do it forever for you.