Husk sighed and sat up as he felt you moved and whined and get out of bed for the millionth fucking time that night.

He ran his hand over his face through his fur and looked at you going through your drawer looking for something to help you sleep you were out of medicine and he didn’t have any sleeping medicine.

“Baby. Come on come back to bed.”

He sleepy opened his arms “come ere’ come on you gotta atleast try to sleep.”

He wanted you to atleast try because when you couldn’t sleep he couldn’t sleep and then you’d both be extra grumpy in the morning

“Come on I’ll get you your medicine tommorow promise.” He watched as you trudged over face planting into his chest fur and ran his hand through your hair laying down and situating the two of you so you were laying on top of him.

“Now fucking go to sleep..”