jude was out for a game tonight, and you told him you’d watch from home since you couldn’t get a ticket. but he knew how tired you had been recently, so he told you to get some rest and sleep early.

so you did, much to his happiness. you knew he would rather have you rested up and feeling good instead of you forcing yourself to stay up to watch a football game.

late at night after winning 2-0 against getafe, he finally arrived home to a silent house, and he smiled to himself, knowing you must be asleep.

you lay in bed, your eyes closed, hair sprawled out against the pillow, your mouth hanging slightly open as you slept soundly. until in your subconscious state, you felt a pair of warm, strong arms wrap themselves around your body, causing you to wake up.

your eyes were half opened, the first thing you noticed was the warmth enveloping your body, soon after that familiar scent that was so distinctly jude’s, as well as the smell of his cologne. he lay beside you, his bare chest pressed against your side, his head resting on top of yours.

you smiled. the bed always felt more comfortable with him around.