he stays with her all night

1. Until Oda tells me otherwise, Reiju and Yonji have the best relationship of the Vinsmoke quadruplets.  He was the one that came with her to ‘greet’ the Straw Hats and is the one to ask where she was all night.  I’m sure it would have been Reiju and Sanji if he’d stayed and this family wasn’t so messed up. 

2. Niji’s hair keeps getting bigger and bigger with each panel.  Why is he so extra?  Yonji and Reiju are just staring at it and are embarrassed that they’re related to this mess.  Are you even an adult Niji?

3. This wedding is going to fall apart simply on the basis that Ichiji doesn’t have his squad outfit on.  Where’s his suit jacket?  He’s angry/upset about something vital down the line.  Or he’s really hungover and mildly regrets last night’s decisions because he’s not even sure if this is his shirt.

4. On a side note, the capes are doing so much for me.     

evasian  asked:

Katara likes entwining her feet with Zuko's at night because he's always warm ^_^

Yes. Absolutely yes.

And, he always hates it becasue her toes are always so cold. But, no matter how far away he scoots, she always find away to leech any and all heat from him. Sometimes he gets bitter, and says she’s just using him to stay warm, but then he will laugh and kiss the tip of her nose because she gets this flustered look on her face.

Either way, Katara’s toes are cold and Zuko is still trying to plot a way to get back at her.

Strong Woman Do Bong Soon - Episode 3

So far I am really enjoying this show and I desperately need a distraction right now. Still, it is amazing to me to watch Ji Soo (I keep forgetting his show name) insist that he is going to the mother of a 27 year old woman to get her permission for said woman to stay out all night. Not only do I find Ji Soo pretty obnoxious in this show so far (though both male leads are looking lovely in this show so thanks for that), but if some guy I liked dared to treat me like this my crush would be dead, dead, dead.

I am also trying to picture my own mother’s reaction to such a call. “Are you talking about my 27 year old, got a job, pays taxes, can handle her own shit daughter? Why are you bothering me with this? You are interrupting CSI.” That is how the conversation would have gone with my mom, Ji Soo.

supergirl headcanon that at some point in the future after alex and maggie get married and when they decide to try and have a kid, they choose not to tell anyone until they know it worked bc knowing their friends (family, really), those weirdos will be be way more excited than even they are 

so ya know they go to their doctor, pick a donor etc etc (alex is gonna be the one having the lil babe) and some time later (i’m not a fertility expert, i dont know how long these things take), there’s a super squad game night at kara’s place and everyone’s there (winn, james, mon el [i’m assuming he stays], lena, j’onn, m’gann, alex and maggie) and kara comes home a little late after having to deal with a mix up of stories w snapper and kinda discards her stuff and looks a little fondly at her fam who are all goofing around by the tv but then something is weird abt like, the background noise in her super hearing and she focuses and something just isn’t right 

and alex notices the expression on her face as kara comes a little closer trying to figure out what it is and says “hey kara, you okay?” and kara’s like “i dunno … i thought i heard … i mean, i do hear … but that’s … there’s only eight people here - i must just be rlly tired or something, don’t worry.” and winn teases her about it a little and james jokes “supergirl’s having an off day, huh?” but alex suddenly realises what it could be and as kara moves to sit beside lena, alex grabs her arm and goes “wait, kara, what did you hear?” and kara sees the look on her face and says very slowly “what do you think i heard?” and alex is like “you tell me first” and kara says “you tell me first” and winn just stares at them with raised eyebrows and goes “you both maybe wanna tell the rest of us what’s going on?” and kara’s eyes flicker between maggie and alex before she says, still super slowly bc she doesn’t know if she and alex are on the same page “there’s only eight people in this room … but -” and alex finishes for her going “but kara hears nine heartbeats.” and nobody picks up on anything for a second, like j’onn and m’gann and mon el try focusing their hearing and the others just looks around sorta confused and then suddenly maggie chokes on her beer and her gaze snaps over to alex and goes “wait a second - does that mean …?” and alex breaks into the biggest grin and kara lets out the hugest shriek and goes “oh my god you’re pregnant!” and chaos just erupts in the apartment

I present to you, an actual Red herring:

Red hair, red coat, red lips.  You saw what you wanted to see – what you expected to see. John Watson saved her phone number, so obviously she’s the one who “misses” him. The “vampire”. The one who texts him at night. Never mind the fact his sister Harry hounds him on his blog to talk to her or to catch up. That she misses him. That she missed the wedding and it’s been awhile since they’ve seen each other. Never mind that someone else he knows might stay up at all hours of the night and call himself a vampire. No, no. You took one look at him and thought, contrary to everything you know about John Watson’s “strong moral character” – “what the fuck, he’s cheating on his wife”. You fell for the red herring. This is the point behind the writing of Sherlock – they constantly play on your preconceived notions of human behavior and attempt to break them. They love to pull the rug. 

If you haven’t spent a little time questioning these ingrained stereotypes, then The Final Problem will blow you away. 


“This was my first big audition for pilot season, and I was so broke. I didn’t have money to do my laundry, so I was washing my clothes in my bathroom sink. And then, I ran up the street and begged the guy at the laundry mat that I go to, all the time, to please let me dry my clothes there because I had a big audition the next morning. So, he let me dry my clothes for free. I stayed up all night, printing out resumes and headshots.” - Ashleigh Murray on her ‘Riverdale’ audition

Comfort Sentence Starters, Part II

“Hey, it’s all right. Everybody argues sometimes.”
“Just because you didn’t agree doesn’t mean it’s over.”
“The fact that you fought means s/he cares enough to want to change your opinion.”
“Come on, you know that doesn’t really matter to her/him.”
“No, don’t say that. You’re going to be okay.”
“There’s absolutely nothing wrong with you.”
“It isn’t anyone’s fault. Sometimes love just changes.”
“You gave it your best shot, that’s all anyone could ask of you.”
“I’m here and I love you.”
“ I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long, I will stay with you.”
“Love is never a waste and you know that.”
“We don’t have to talk about it right now, but I’m here if/when you want to.”
“Just because it happened once doesn’t mean it’ll happen again.”
“You are beautiful and capable and strong. You’ll overcome this.”
“I’m sorry you’re hurting so much.”
“You’re not alone in this. I’m here for you.”
“You are important and you matter.”
“When all this is over, I’ll still be here and so will you.”
“I can’t really understand what you are feeling, but I can offer my compassion.”
“You won’t drive me away. I’m not going to leave you or abandon you.”

I’m always amazed at how many people reblog my “mr darcy isn’t a hot brooding hunk he’s a socially awkward dweeb” post and comment “oh my god this sounds amazing! I actually want to read it now!” because it’s like the definitive debunking of the “women only want assholes” myth. Literally these women had NO INTEREST in mr darcy or Pride and Prejudice when they thought he was the brooding shit he’s popularly represented as, but as soon as they found out he was a fucking walnut who hates parties and won’t shut up about his sister and stays up ALL NIGHT writing letters to the girl he likes because he gets too flustered to talk to her face, everyone was scrambling for a piece of that sweet, sweet Austen action.

“You’ve given me every reason in the book on why I shouldn’t be with you. You’ve broken my heart so many times. Please.. please just give me a reason. Tell me why I should be with you. Tell me to stay. Please give me a reason to stay..” She asked with tears streaming down her face.

“Because.” He let out a deep sigh, trying not to look at the mess he created. He didn’t wanna look at her knowing he did so much to destroy her.

“Because I’ll love you on your worst days. Because you’re the girl I can’t get out of my mind no matter how many times I try. Because you’re the girl who I wanna wake up to on a Sunday morning after drinking all night. Because you’re the girl I wanna see smile again and to let you know it’s okay to love again. Because I wanna make you see that there is good in the world, you just have to look for it. Because I wanna make you laugh. Something you haven’t done since your dad died. Because I wanna see you in your darkest days to tell you it’s okay. To hold you & let you know that you won’t be this way forever. Because I wanna see your face when you light up talking about horses & how you wanna end world hunger. Because I wanna trace my fingers along your sun kissed skin & I wanna feel every inch of your body. Because I wanna protect you from all the bad in the world. Because I wanna make love to you all night long and make you feel beautiful in your own skin. Because I wanna hear you curse at me when you’re just so frustrated & annoyed with me. Because you’re all I ever think about. When I’m driving, when I’m studying. Even when I’m at the dinner table, you’re all I think about. Because I wanna know how you’re day went and how it made you feel. Because I wanna know why you only eat your French fries with barbecue sauce and what made you hate ketchup. Because I wanna hear about all the fun times you have with your dad before he got sick and because I wanna hear how you blame yourself for not saying goodbye even though it wasn’t your fault. Because I wanna hold you when you’re crying on our bathroom floor at 4 in the morning to scared to move because you’re afraid of what you’ll do. Because I wanna make you feel good in ways you didn’t know you could feel good. Because I wanna hear all about your hatred for seaworld and zoos. Because I wanna take you on dates and show you off because I’m so memorized by your beauty. Because I wanna know what you wanted to be when you were younger and why you decided that animals are more important than your craving for meat. Because you make me a better man and keep me on my feet. Because you are the strongest person I know and I wanna spend whatever time we have together with you. Because whenever I was with another girl you were always at the back of my head. Because I don’t want you to be with anyone else. I want you because I can’t stomach the thought of another mans hands on you. Because I wanna make you happy in every possible way and because that’s what you do for me. You make me so happy. You make me feel like I’m a 16 year old boy in love. So please stay because I love that you’re honest. I love that you always try your hardest to make people happy because you yourself are so unhappy and you don’t want anyone to feel the way you do. I want you because I know you want a love that consumes you. I know you want adventure and passion. Even a little danger & I can give that to you if you let me. So please stay. If you stay I promise I’ll spend the rest of my life making every wrong up to you. I promise I’ll love you from your head to toes. I promise I’ll never leave you feeling hopeless and that’s why you should stay. But most importantly you should stay because I am hopelessly & romantically in love with you & I don’t care if it’s to late I need you to here this. I am in love with you. It’s you. It’s always going to be you. So please stay.”

—  Stay.

if you’re forever bitter that casserole clam didn’t have magnus’ dad take his immortality away so he and alec could grow old together when it was the perfect opportunity to do so and instead decided to give mortality to simon so one of her many het couples could have a happy ending raise your hand 🙋🏻

Do you ever think about me?“ She asks, full of hope that maybe she hasn’t lost him.

“I stayed up every night trying to find the right words for you, and eventually I’d fall asleep, but my dreams always consisted of you.” he answered.

“Why didn’t you come back to me?”

“Because eventually I realized that I didn’t really miss you, it was that I missed someone caring so much about me.”

And like that, all her hopes that they could be together again were crushed.

—  (hope)
Once Upon a Time Duo Preview David and Hook's Life-Changing Team-Up

“Josh doesn’t do well with no sleep,” Once Upon a Time‘s Ginnifer Goodwin says of her on- and off-screen husband. “And neither does David,” Josh Dallas adds. And thus sets the stage for this Sunday’s episode (ABC, 8/7c), in which Charming aims to settle some unfinished business while his misses continues her unbreakable slumber.

As revealed earlier this season, the death of David’s father, long-ago back in The Enchanted Forest, may have been no accident. So while Snow White remains zonked by a sleeping curse, Charming will set out to uncover the truth.

“He’s got so many things that he wants to fix before she wakes up, so he stays up a little longer than he should,” Dallas shared with TVLine during our visit to the Once set this week. “That erratic, up-all-night, haven’t-slept-for-days kind of takes over David, and he becomes single-minded in not only trying to save Emma [from Gideon], but trying to figure out the truth of his past. He’s visited by the ghost of his father (played by Van Helsing‘s David Cubitt), and his past is not what he thought it was.”

Charming, though, will need a helping hand (singular) in his mission, so he turns to a certain resourceful buccaneer. “He forces Hook a bit into helping him,” Dallas says, “and thank god he does, because Hook ends up saving him in many ways, and forcing him to see clearly.”

Hook, in turn, sees an opportunity to prove himself more than a pirate to David, whom he just might be thinking of calling “father-in-law” at some point.

“Hook knows that he wants to be with Emma,” Colin O’Donoghue explains, “so he kind of wants to get David’s permission to propose to her.”

But as seen in promos, things between the gents get tense, possibly derailing Hook’s bid to repair his reputation. “Yes, something will bite him in the butt…,” O’Donoghue hints.

In the end, though, what Charming comes to discover will have significant ramifications. “It changes the course of his life from here onward,” Dallas teases, “because he thought it was one way and it was actually another.”

Surveying the two-hander (as it were) as a whole, O’Donoghue says, “It’s always great to have two-person scenes on the show, and it was great to have those scenes with Josh, and really get to explore that relationship of Hook and Charming.

“I’m hundreds of years older than him, but I want him to be my father-in-law,” the Irishman notes with a laugh. “And we’re friends, we’re not friends…. It’s complicated, so it’s really good!”


Give me Sirius Black and a Slytherin

Originally posted by it-is-just-the-begining

  • Give me Sirius Black and a Slytherin
  • Give me a girl that confuses him from the start
  • Because she looks like money and prejudice but talks better trash than everyone in the room
  • Give me a girl that Sirius can’t ignore, because even though she’s a Slytherin, and a pure blood
  • she still makes him twitch when she looks at him and bites her lip
  • Give me a girl that Sirius fights with just so that he can stand close to her
  • A girl that cheats on exams and lets her minions do her dirty work
  • A girl that only speaks words with hard, blunt edges
  • A girl that’s everything he hates and somehow all he wants, too
  • A girl that, for all her arrogance, is brave enough to look evil in the eye and smile
  • Brave enough to stay in a poisonous, terrifying world because she knows that’s where she can make a difference
  • Because there are innocent people trapped in that world that she needs to protect
  • A girl that will catch him off guard in the night, and with a wand to his neck pass him information that could win the war
  • A girl that will kiss like a firework and leave before he can say goodbye
  • A girl that will show him there is both light and dark inside us all
fragile ones

on ao3

title taken from 10am gare du nord by keaton henson. i love his music so much its just so….open and raw? it felt fitting for a fic like this, it just really works for late nights and emotional talks idk

i started this fic back at the end of august on a bad night and there isnt much plot to it just…speculation i guess. a character study of alya? but in this au?? im not sure. theres not much to it at all and its a little all over, but it was a fic i felt like i had to write


Alya wakes up with her heart in her throat and her hands tearing at her hair. She groans and rests her forehead on her knees.

If only he’d shut up.

She checks the time. It’s only three, because of course it’s unreasonable to ask for a full night’s sleep. She stays where she is for a little while longer, curled up in a ball and hugging a pillow, letting her heart rate level out and her head slow its spin. When she stops feeling like she’ll throw up if she moves, she slides out of bed and pads into the bathroom.

Alya avoids the floorboards that creak and is careful to close the door softly, but it doesn’t really matter. After a few months, her family got used to her getting up at strange hours and wandering around the house. Once she stopped screaming, it was easier for them to sleep through her nightmares.

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this is your friendly reminder that eliza schuyler fell for the young, dashing young man full of ideals and opinions who built worlds for her out of ink and paper and chose her, above her sisters and above all the other women who caught his eyes-

but she stayed for the broken toy solider, the tragic man desperate to make a change and desperate to prove that he belonged, terrified that one day he’d wake up and everyone would see him a fraud, a little boy desperate to rise up and away from the Caribbean sea. she stayed for the depressed, anxious young man who desperately loved her but put everything in front of her. she stayed for the part of him that loved John Laurens and she stayed for the part of him that flirted with her sister. she stayed for him and supported him and spent all night up with him creating a national bank and even after he cheated on her and told the entire goddamn world about it, she stayed and kept staying for the rest of her life, even after he died; she spent 50 years of her life making sure his lifetime wish was fulfilled, that he left a mark. she’s the reason we have Hamilton to lose our shit over.

elizabeth schuyler hamilton came and she stayed and became a part of a beautiful goddamned love story that we do NOT talk about enough.

Imagine Sam staying up all night with your daughter... again

Part one

Dean practically threw his bowl down onto the table, jolting Sam awake.

His head snapped up, one hand raising in defence before he realised it was his brother, instead smoothing down his hair.

“You’re gonna have to stop this ‘all nighter’ shit while we’re at home,” Dean commented, pouring himself some cereal.

“What?” Sam defended, “I didn’t.”

Dean raised an eyebrow, “So you mean to tell me you didn’t spend the whole night in Katie’s room, trying to get her to sleep?”

“Y/N needs sleep,” he explained, yawning.

“And so do you,” Dean retorted, “Sammy, the days we spend here are meant to be for resting up for hunts.”

“I know, I know,” Sam nodded, getting to his feet, “Kiddo’s asleep now, so I’m gonna see if I can catch a couple hours.”

He was at the doorway by the time Dean spoke up again.


Sam turned back to face him, raising an eyebrow.

“If she’s like it tomorrow night, wake me up,” Dean told his brother, “You need a night off, a night with Y/N.”

Sam smiled sleepily.

“Thanks, man.”


Owen x Reader

“Alright so you don’t want to talk about the Raptors let’s talk about (Y/N).” Hoskins declared and Owen sighed.


“(Y/N)’s one of my best assistants, anything that I need doing gets done and she’s quick to get everyone in line so I can get on with working on the Raptors.” Owen finished and rolled his eyes because he knew what Hoskins would say next.


“Hope the girls got enough energy after all that to go all night.” He chortled and Owen shot him a disapproving glance. “If I was cooped up in that trailer with her I’d lose my job with the amount of work I’d skip.”

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soraa-s-doodles  asked:

a hc about MC and the RFA (V+Saeran bc they need that love too) going on a star gazing date ;)))

I love star gazing so much omg ;0; ;))


  • He wanted to go star gazing with MC for so long 
  • He doesn’t have a car so they get a taxi out of the city 
  • they went out just right outside the city
  • The street lamps on the road were sort of blocking the stars so they walked a bit far from there 
  • The stars were so bright there 
  • Yoosung put down a blanket he brought for them 
  • they laid down and watched the stars 
  • they stayed there all night and ended up falling asleep 
  • and wake up with mosquito bites


  • They were having a cozy night
  • just cuddling and watching a horror movie 
  • and right as the jump scare happened the electricity went out 
  • they both screamed 
  • He turned on the flashlight on his phone and looked outside 
  • the power went out in the entire neighborhood 
  • “I have an idea” 
  • He grabbed MC’s hand and dragged her outside 
  • The stars were already bright when there was electricity 
  • But now they were even brighter 
  • they both just sat in silence holding on to each other watching them 
  • When the electricity came back on the stars weren’t as bright 
  • but they didn’t move 


  • They had to close up the coffee shop later than usual 
  • they started walking home 
  • holding hands 
  • but then suddenly MC stops walking 
  • MC is looking up at the sky with a huge smile 
  • “Jaehee look!” 
  • She looks up and the stars are so bright 
  • they never really got to enjoy the stars together before 
  • They just stand there until it gets too cold 
  • They walk home but pretty slowly since they are both still looking up at the sky 


  • He had planned this 
  • what day. Where they go. The weather 
  • He took MC to a small cabin 
  • it was incredibly cozy 
  • later at night they both had some fancy ass wine
  • He brought her outside to sit on the bench 
  • It was incredible 
  • there was not a single cloud in the sky
  • just stars 
  • This was honestly the best date night 
  • He loved watching MC’s face while they looked at the sky 


  • He said they were just gonna go for a little drive
  • that was 4 hours ago
  • and every time MC asked where they were going he avoided the question 
  • Once they finally got there MC understood why he kept it a surprise 
  • They were literally in the middle of nowhere 
  • No cars, No people, No houses nearby 
  • It was a little cloudy but you could mostly see the stars and it was great 
  • They walked around for a bit before finding a spot to lay down 
  • They cuddled and kissed under the stars 
  • “Hey, MC~ You know what I’ve always wanted to do under the stars?~” 
  • “hmm?” 
  • ;;))


  • He can’t really see the stars 
  • But he knows MC loves the stars 
  • So he does bring them to a small spot where the lights are minimum 
  • Even though he can’t see the stars he really enjoys this moment with MC 
  • MC describes the sky for him 
  • They try to give as much detail as possible 
  • Just hearing MC’s voice is more than enough for him 


  • It was MC’s idea to go star gazing
  • Saeran wasn’t as much for it at first 
  • He prefers the day 
  • He’s just generally not a huge fan of the dark 
  • When they do go MC is holding on to his hand the entire time 
  • They lead him to their favorite spot to star gaze 
  • They sit down and MC rests their head on Saerans shoulder 
  • “Oh! Saeran look! A shooting star! Make a wish!” 
  • “Why?” 
  • “Because it could come true!” 
  • “.. Okay” 
  • He didn’t get why he should wish on a shooting star 
  • But he did 
  • He wished he could have more moments like this with MC 
  • so cheesy Saeran 
  • But that wish will come true 

anonymous asked:

msr 2,3, and 31 please

2. “Get under the covers.”
3. “You look cold.”
31. “Please don’t leave me.

This is post-Brand X

Even though she tried to act tough most of the time, Mulder knew that Scully was actually a pushover when he played his cards right.  If he had a dollar for every time he heard, “Mulder, no,” before she went ahead and followed through with whatever she objected to, he could probably retire.  All things considered, it was still more difficult than it usually was to persuade her to spring him from his latest stint in the hospital.

“You gotta get me outta here,” he rasped.

“Stop talking.”

“Please, Scully.”

“Mulder, no.”

“I can’t stay here.  The food is bad and it smells like bandages.  Besides, I think the night nurse has her eye on me and I’m afraid she might try to sneak a peek under my gown while I’m asleep.”

“Mulder…”  Her face was pained, but he could tell she was already softening.  “You need someone who can care for you.  Your lungs are still weak.  Overexertion, even by accident, could cause a collapse or even worse, we have no idea what those beatles did to you.  You need to heal.”

“Who better to heal me than you?”

“A hospital.  This hospital.  With doctors and nurses and equipment and-”

“You’re a doctor.  If anything happens, you’ll know what to do.”

“I may not.”

“And I trust you not to overexert me,” he added with a wink and a smile.  “Until you deem it safe.”

She sighed and he knew he had her.  Hours later, that’s why he found himself all snug and secure, shirtless and content on top of Scully’s bed as she shifted a stethoscope over his chest to listen to his lungs.

“All good?” Mulder asked.

“Shhhh,” she said.  “Take a deep breath.”

He did as she asked and stayed quiet as she listened to his chest.  After awhile, she pulled the headpiece away from her ears and coiled the stethoscope on top of her nightstand.  Her hand rested lightly on top of his chest where she’d just been listening.

“Get under the covers,” she said.


“You need to stay warm.”

“I think this is working well enough,” he said, covering her hand where it rested against him and stroking her wrist with his fingertips.

A pink blush tinted the apples of Scully’s cheeks and she slowly slipped her hand out from under his as she stood.  She tugged at the bedclothes under Mulder and he rolled himself up to sit on the edge of the bed.  He would have to admit that the movement did make his chest burn a little and shortened his breath.  He lay back down and then let Scully tuck him in.

“You’re not leaving, are you?” he asked.  “Please don’t leave me.”

“Does your chest hurt?”  Instantly concerned, she sat back down on the side of the bed and pulled the covers back to touch his chest and then feel his forehead.

“If I said yes, would you stay?”

“Don’t scare me like that.”

“You look cold.”

“I look cold?”  She raised her brow at him.

“Plenty of room in this big bed of yours if you want to join me.”

“Will you stay quiet if I do?”

He nodded to prove he could.  She sighed and kicked her shoes off and then moved to the other side of the bed to slide in beside him.  He grinned and opened his arm to her so she could rest her head on his shoulder.  She brushed her palm across his chest and then splayed her fingers over his heart.

“You know,” he said.  “It was only less than a week ago that-”

“Shhhh,” she interrupted.  “You promised.”

“I just wanted to point out, lying here like this-”

“I can literally feel you thinking overexerting thoughts,” she said, flexing her fingers against his chest.  “Put it out of your mind.  You need to get well.”

“Five days, eight hours, twen-”


Mulder trailed a finger up and down Scully’s spine under her thin sweater and then played with the ends of her her at her nape.  She breathed deeply and shifted against him.

“I can’t help thinking overexerting thoughts,” he said.  “It’s like asking someone not to think of a pink elephant.”

“Then, think of a pink elephant,” she said.

“You’re thinking about it too, aren’t you?”

“About a pink elephant?”

“Five days, eight hours-”


Mulder put his hand over Scully’s to keep it against his chest and stopped talking.  He breathed quietly and evenly, trying not to let any overexerting thoughts get in the way of his healing.

The End

Imagine Dean staying up all night with your daughter

You walked into the front room to see Dean lying on the sofa, your daughter curled against his chest, his arms protectively around her.

You smiled to yourself, sitting in the armchair and skimming through the local papers that you’d retrieved on your morning run.

The rustling of the paper caused Dean to stir, his eyes fluttering open and arms tensing before relaxing again.

“What time’s it?” he murmured, and you shrugged.

“Ten-ish,” you told him, “You can go to sleep, if you want. I can take Kate from here.”

He fake-glared at you, his arms tightening around Katie, “You will not take my niece from me.”

You smiled at his protectiveness.

“Isn’t she getting a bit old to be sleeping with her uncle?” you teased, mimicking his words from a few months ago.

He smiled, kissing your daughter’s forehead.

“I’ll take all the snuggles I can get.”

Daddy!Sam verse