It's pitch black, middle of the night. I lay in bed, Fulton beside me. All is quiet and calm. Or at least it is in between the mindless ramblings of the guy next to me.
I sigh happily thinking he's finally fallen asleep. 'Look I love you dude but I need sleep.' I shuffle to find a better position.
"Last night I dreamed I was a bottle of ketchup and you were mustard. Which is weird because usually, you're mayonnaise in my dreams. Why do you suppose that is?" He says randomly.
"Honey,... Baby,... Sweetie bear..." I sigh rolling over. "Go the fuck to sleep!" I groan.
"Ok, but like that's weird, right? I mean normally your one thing but last night..." He trails off.
I sigh again. "Yes, it's weird but it's just one dream. Don't read too much into it. Now let's go to sleep!" I say tiredly exasperated.
"Mmhhm!" He grumbles as I pull myself closer to him. I pat his hair as he lays his head on my chest. I feel him slowly drift off the sleep.
This time I double-check. I move the hair out of his face and place a soft kiss to his forehead.
"Sleep well." I whisper.
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Fulton Moments
FanficA collection of moments in (Y/N)'s life relating to Fulton. Mainly Incorrect quotes and memes that have been expanded upon.
