You were tired, but too busy to sleep. You had done this the entire week, staying up till your body felt sore and your eyes stung. Staring at a laptop screen and tapping away at codes and prompts for work purposes. Donnie had noticed after the 3rd day, watching you from the bed as you sat at the desk across the room, thinking he didn't know you were awake. But finally he got up, going over and tiredly wrapping his arms around you from behind as he watched you type "Honeypot.. it's 2am.."