tubababy

Arlo was the kind of person who had no concept of his limits— you were used to this, and took measures to prevent your beloved from completely falling apart. Words: 1,655 Characters: Arlo, Reader Arlo laid under the blankets he had been wrestling with all night and leered at the new morning light being cast on the ceiling. Your head rested on the pillow as you cracked an eye open to see Arlo in his disheveled state. His hair was let down and spilled over his pillow, tempting you to touch it. You combed a couple of fingers through the side of his hair, and let the palm of your hand rest on his temple. He leaned into your hand, and closed his eyes. “Couldn’t sleep?” Your voice cracked softly from slumber. He grumbled under his breath, and you took it to mean you were right. You propped yourself up on your elbow and got a better look at Arlo. Under his eyes were dark and swollen from a complete lack of sleep over the past few days. You leaned down and carefully pressed a kiss to