Imagine #15 - Sweet Dreams - for Camile with George

This is a personal for Camile (shelleymarryme) with George, I wasn’t sure what you wanted it about so I have just had to wing it so I hope you like it! If there was a specific idea you had in mind though please let me know and I’ll be happy to do you another one :) xx

Sweet Dreams

George stood anxiously at the end of your bed, not being able to keep his eyes on one thing for too long. You knew him well enough by now to know that he did this when he was nervous. You were already in bed, tucked up beneath your duvet. It was the first time George had spent the night and he was making it painfully obvious. 

‘Everything ok George?’ You giggled and his eyes finally came to a stop in you. 

'Are you sure you don’t want me to sleep on the couch?’ His face was a picture of worry and it made you giggle again.

'Do you want to sleep on the couch?’ You raised an eyebrow at him and he shrugged shyly.

'Not really.’

'Well then why are you just standing there?’

He was making this a hundred times harder than it needed to be, you wished he would just get in the bed so you could go to sleep. But you knew George and he was quite a nervous person at the best of times.

'Are you sure?’ He checked again, playing with the hem of his t-shirt. You gave him a somewhat frustrated look.

'Yes I am. But if you ask me once more you’ll be sleeping on the floor.’ You joked but you weren’t entirely sure that George knew you were joking. Rolling your eyes you patted the empty side of the bed. 'Come on Georgie I don’t bite.’

He nodded but he still didn’t seem completely convinced but with a deep breath, deciding he didn’t much want to just stand here all night he yanked off his t-shirt, discarding it on the floor. He didn’t make eye contact with you as he striped his jeans off, leaving him in just a pair of black Calvin Klein’s. His small frame looked as though it was shaking, George didn’t much like getting undressed in front of anyone but you were his girlfriend so he supposed it was ok. You didn’t have a lot of time to bask in beauty, however you managed to memorise as much as you could about your boyfriends semi-naked body and it sent a shiver up your spine. George, clearly anxious was suddenly ducking under the covers at the end of the bed and then after some rummaging he emerged again next to you, his hair a little ruffled.You thought you’d never seen anything so sexy in your entire life. He rolled onto his side to look at you with a small smile.

'See, not so scary am I?’ You laughed, letting your fingers dance gracefully along his cheekbone. He sighed into the pillow.

'No I suppose not.’ He chuckled softly. He lolled onto his back now and you instinctively buried your head into his chest and he tucked you into his body, cradling you with his arm. He was warm and the smell of his aftershave was soothing.

'I don’t know why I was so nervous.’ He spoke under his breath, more to himself but you heard him. He kissed your hair and your eyes fluttered closed.

'You are silly Georgie.’ You whispered. He squeezed your side playfully.

'But I’m glad you stayed.’ You yawned as you spoke and George felt his own eyes begin to get heavy with sleep. He wasn’t sure why he’d been so nervous, snuggling up to you like this was perfect.

'Me too.’ He placed a final sleepy kiss in your hair and lolled his head to the side. 'Sweet dreams Camile.’ His voice was barely even a whisper and you only just heard it. You sighed contently.

'Sweet dreams George.’ You just managed to get the words out as you fell into a blissful sleep, in George’s arms right where you should be.