🎶: love songs by margo guryan

you were sat on your couch with wine and a tv show on when there was a soft knock on your door, so quiet you barely heard it. your cat sprung up and pawed at the door, so you opened it.

"hey." spencer stood there, looking a bit upset. it was close to 1 am, why was he here?

"hey, spence. you okay?" you usher him inside, and he immediately hugs you. you hold his head. "can't sleep?" he nods.

you take him to bed and let him stay with you. no funny business, just a warm body beside him, and soft words whispered in his ear, your bed surrounding him with the smell of linen and vanilla.

over the next few weeks this becomes a really common occurance.

and you always let him in. today you're on the couch when his knock comes, like clockwork. you let him in and cuddle him up in your bed, holding him.

"you know i appreciate this, right?" he mumbles into you. of course you know.