Suchan x Reader <3

omg sorry for being afk so here's some spicy stuff 😍🤞 give me some ideas bc idk what to write about 😢🙏 also I had to get scientifical with some of the descriptions so idk if they're even accurate I'm no entomologist 😞 ALSO THIS ONE IS SUPERRR LONG IM SORRY 😭

Shifting in bed, you groggily glanced at the table side clock. 2:35 am. It was late. Terribly late. The dinky dorm mattress remained stiff no matter how many blankets and pillows nested you. You would be comfortable if someone else was your pillow. And although you should be sleeping, you just couldn't. Not without him. Not without the comforting aromas of sage and mahogany to envelop you in a safe paradise and permit you easy sleep; the faint scents wafting from the pillow could only go so far. You needed him. Needed to feel his warm body. Needed to hear the rise and fall of his chest while he breathed. And you especially needed to feel his heart lull you into peaceful slumber safe on the arms of your love.

But alas, Suchan was on a Nest appointed mission; it could be at least another day until he returned. So you'd have to face another cold night. Alone. You sighed and nudged into the pillow, pulling the comforter tighter.

You missed him. It seemed pathetic considering his missions didn't run longer than two or three days. Yet, it was unbearable. You were so used to always having him around, hearing his voice, seeing his smile, that it was impossible to be without.

You drifted off to sleep, hoping that you'd wake up tucked into his side with his heart slowly palpitating against your own. Conjuring dreams filled with him, you slowly fell asleep....

That was until, the door knob jiggled and creaked open. A rush of excitement sparked through your body, prompting your heart to quickly pound. Silently, a figure cast a shadow from the dim dorm hallway light before the door closed and the room was dark once more. You sat up.

"Suchan?" You quietly whispered. He flicked on one of the lamps, veiling the room in a warm glowy atmosphere. Seeing you calmed his nerves; the lamp illuminated your calming features and sleepy gaze. A loving sentiment prospered in his chest. Missions were stressful, raising his heart rate and causing his thoughts to run a mile a minute. But they were so full of adrenaline and excitement that everything finally caught up to him in a wave of exhaustion as soon as he returned. However, he would always be glad to come back to you. A weak smile found his face as he kneeled by your side and pulled you into a hug.

"Baby..." He murmured into your hair, squeezing you tight. You brushed through his hair, feeling him melt under your touch. He hummed gratifyingly.

"I missed you..." Your words wafted against his ear while you drew a hand down his spine. He leaned further into you, it seemed he liked your caress. He felt tense, his muscles taut— possibly because of the constant use of his wings during missions. You cradled him and he bestowed all of his weight on you. It was comforting, in a way. Feeling him really engrained that he was finally with you, in your arms safe and sound. But he was tired, so tired. You patted his back.

"You're heavy..." You nudged him slightly off. He hummed in protest, not wanting to let you go. You nudged him harder, a small laugh escaping at his needy behavior.

"Come on, let's get you a shower..," You finally pushed him off, but a hand remained against his cheek. His lips pulled into a pout, his vibrant eyes glowing in the faint light. You almost pulled him back into your arms to snuggle on the bed; the look of pure love he offered you too good to pass up. You kissed his cheek, thinking of a bright idea to persuade him.

"I'll give you a massage after...?" Your lips brushed his skin. He perked up. Your hands fell to his shoulders where you squeezed and rolled the muscles slowly. He sighed and simply gazed at you, his shoulders falling slack.