Domestic Bliss (Lin/Reader)
This is for the 10 minute writing challenge that someone asked me to do 300 years ago! @the-real-tony-stank sent me a prompt for some bedtime routine fluff, and that’s what this is. I meant to post this for her on Galentine’s Day, but Valentine’s Day works too :)
Word Count: 591
Note: Full disclosure, I actually took about 12 minutes.
As the credits rolled on the episode of Parks and Rec you had just watched, you untangled your legs from Lin’s and stood up off the couch to stretch.
“We should probably get ready for bed,” you suggested as you quickly finished the cup of tea he had made you earlier. “I’m just going to put the mugs in the sink. I’ll take care of them in the morning.”
“It was your turn to do the laundry this week. Any chance I’ll actually find clean pajamas in the dresser?” he asked, already knowing the answer.
You gave him a guilty smile and he laughed. “Go take your shower. I’ll empty the dryer and leave clothes for you on the counter.”
As you walked past him on your way to the bathroom, Lin caught you by the waist and smacked a kiss on your cheek, making you squeal in surprise.
“Just so you know, I still like you even though you make me do your half of the housework.”
“Of course you do. You know you married up,” you said through a laugh.
You escaped his grasp and made a run for it as he started to tickle your sides, letting out a smug cheer when you made it to the safety of the bathroom. You were rinsing the conditioner out of your hair when you heard the door open followed by Lin rummaging through the medicine cabinet.
“Pajamas are on the counter, babe,” he called, clearly speaking with a mouth full of toothpaste.
You shut the water off and wrapped yourself in a towel, Lin wagging his eyebrows at you as you stepped out of the shower. You took the opportunity to shake your wet hair out in his direction and he laughed and jumped backwards.
“See? If I did that, it would be grounds for divorce,” he accused.
“You do that literally every morning while I’m trying to get dressed, you jerk.”
“I washed the mugs so you don’t have to worry about them in the morning, and I made sure the front door is locked,” he said. You snorted at the obvious change of subject.
“Thanks,” you smiled. “Now get out of my way.”
He left and got into bed while you finished up in the bathroom.
After brushing your teeth, you slipped into the clothes Lin had set out for you, rolling your eyes when you realized he hadn’t actually given you your pajamas. You walked out of the bathroom and saw your husband reading in bed, his hair somehow already wild even before sleeping on it for the night.
“Nice choice,” you said to him, gesturing at the old t-shirt of his that you had on.
“Hey, if I have to fold the laundry, I get to make a few wardrobe decisions,” he responded, lowering his book and giving you a pleased grin. “You know I like you in my clothes.”
Lin folded down the covers on your side of the bed as you approached, raising his arm for you to cuddle up under.
“Ready for lights out?” he asked.
“You can read for awhile longer if you’d like. I don’t mind,” you answered, resting your head on his chest and closing your eyes.
He dimmed the bedside lamp and dropped a soft kiss on the top of your head. You fell asleep to the sound of his heartbeat and the feeling of your husband gently scratching your back.