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Sleepy Noises
Mike’s POV:
We’ve just finished watching an episode of one of our favorite baking shows. Now, I guess we should do the dishes that have been soaking in the sink since dinner.
Harvey and I are slowly making our way to the kitchen, because you know, adulting sucks. I start to wash them while Harv dries them. We make short conversation about the show, dinner plans for tomorrow, etc... more boring adult stuff.
As we get into the dishes, I notice more and more dishes are building up on Harvey’s side. I watch him out of the corner of my eye, wondering if I’m going too fast for him. While I add another plate to the pile, I see him stifle a yawn.
“Harvey,” I started as I dried my hands as I turned towards him, “Why don’t you go get ready for bed. I can finish up here.”
“No, I can help finish,” he responded as he went to grab another cup.
“Baby,” I softly said as I placed the towel and cup he had on the counter, “You’re dead on your feet. Go get ready and I’ll be right there.”
“Okay,” he sighed, shoulders slumped in defeat.
“Thank you,” I said before I kissed his forehead and all but shoved him out of the room.
Luckily, I was able to keep my word and be in our bedroom in less than 10 minutes. Harvey was already in bed, comfortable under the covers. I quickly changed and brushed my teeth before I hopped into bed with him.
All the lights were turned off, but I wasn’t feeling tired. Not wanting to disturb Harvey, I sat up and grabbed my phone. Scrolling through my phone at unnecessary social media posts normally does the trick.
While I’m scrolling through some random friend’s Facebook, I feel Harvey cuddle up next to me. He drapes one arm over my lap and nuzzles his face into my thigh. I reach down and stroke my hand through his hair.
“Mmm,” he moaned as he snuggled closer.
See, it’s moments like this that make me realize just how lucky I am. To have someone like Harvey, a confident, stoic, charming man trust me this much to show me a more vulnerable or gentle side of him is fulfilling. Small moments like this always reminds me how grateful I am to love a man like this, and for him to love me back just the same.
Feeling movement by my side brings me out of my thoughts. Harvey moves his arm from my lap to around my waist. Not wanting to scroll absentmindedly through social media anymore, I put my phone away and carefully move so I have Harvey in my arms.
I hug him close to my body and run my hand up and down his back.
“Nmmmm,” he groaned into my chest.
“Oh, Harv,” I whispered as I tightened my grip before I allowed myself to sleep.