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you wiped your last few tears, sighing and placing the empty mug in the sink, telling yourself you'd clean it up in the morning.
you tiptoed up the stairs and into your bedroom, wincing when the door creaked. Your aim was to not wake Ethan up, you felt guilty for all the times he'd spend hours when he was tired trying to cheer you up.
crawling into bed, you gently lifted his arm, laying your head on his chest and resting his arm back down. Letting out a sniffle, you covered your mouth with your hand, shutting your eyes tightly.
"Baby?" Ethan lifted his head to look down at you, kissing the top of your head, before rolling you over so that you were looking at each other.
"What's wrong, y/n?!" He raised his hand to wipe your tears, pulling you back into him.
"I don't know, I just feel sad!" You threw an arm in the air, wrapping it back around E as you brought it down.
"I'm here for you, you know that, right?" He asked as he kept placing kisses on your head.
"I love you, Ethan," you sobbed into his neck, wrapping your arms around him tighter.
"I love you more, now try and get some sleep. We can spend all of tomorrow-" he looked over at the digital clock on the bedside table, "-well, today, doing whatever you want."
"Thank you - for not, you know, making me feel stupid," you laughed through the tears, giving him a kiss and resting your head back on his chest.
"Anytime, now sleep baby, we've got a lot to do tomorrow," with one last kiss, you were both asleep.
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okay so it's 1 in the morning and i spent the last two hours watching 'mothers day' bc google told me Paul Wesley (my bby) was in it. he wasn't. and i'm so emotional and i literally started crying. and for some reason i get most of my imagine ideas when i'm crying 🤷♀️
anyway i'm watching 'the late bloomer' now and he's in that so it's all Gucci, enjoy <3
also, Rich and Luke are my spirit animals - enough said.
Btw this is probs terrible, it's now 1:31 (i had to stop a few times bc Paul Wesley damnnnn)
