her head was practically buried in your chest, her arms wrapped tightly around your waist, her legs were entangled with yours in such a way you could barley tell where you started and where velvet ended.

it wasn’t uncommon for velvet to be tired after a show, or even after a recording session, but you’d seen first hand how overly exhausted she was when she’d come home earlier.

you’d been trying, for quite some time now, to try and get velvet out of her overworking habits, she’d gotten better, but it was days like these where you had to remind her that it was okay just to take breaks

cuddles always seemed to be the solution