As you slept in your bed with your face to the wall, you stir a bit as you feel a weight sink into the mattress beside you and hear a small whimper emit from whoever came onto your bed. No doubt it was Clapton.
He had his own room but he just couldn’t sleep without you for some reason. You feel him bury his face into your upper back and wrap his arms around your torso so you can be closer to him.
He murmurs something in his sleep but it’s pretty unintelligible except for a few words.
“Mgh… S-sorry for waking you up…”
He murmurs softly in a soft and half awake voice to you. You can’t help but smile at how cute he can be.
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