chris who wraps his arms around you and pulls you close, giving you a little squeeze. “come here baby. let me hold you.”
you nuzzle into his chest, his scent washing over you. he holds you tight, and pulls the blanket up higher, making sure you’re tucked in. he kisses the top of your head. “i love you.” he says. “you know that?”
you shake your head. “you never mentioned that.” you say into his shirt, your voice muffled.
he gasps, feigning shock. “i’ve never told you that?”
“well.” his fingers lazily trace up and down your back, soothing you, your entire body relaxing into him, your eyes closing. “i’m telling you now.” he says.
“i love you.. so much. so so much. you’re my little baby, yeah?” he kisses the top of your head. “and i am going to love you for the rest of my life. maybe even longer than that. depending on what happens.. you know?” he giggles.
“and i will always be here to hold you.. and to comfort you.. and to squeeze you and kiss you and tell you just how cute you are.” he holds you tighter, fighting his cuteness aggression. he lets it out by tickling your sides a little bit, causing you to squirm. you let out a disgruntled noise.
“m sorry baby. i know you’re sleepy.”
you threw your arm over his middle, hugging him. “love you.” you mumbled.
“go to sleep baby..” he said, kissing your head again. “i’ll be here when you wake up, okay? i’m not going anywhere. i will always be here.”
your eyes were heavy with sleep and you let them fall closed, let the comforting heaviness fall over your body and pull you under. but before you slipped away completely, you heard him say, “i will always love you.”