jschlatt imagines

hi everyone! this wasn't a request, just an idea i had. i've been struggling with getting sleep recently, for most nights i end up asleep around 4-6 am and waking up around 12-2 pm. it's really tiring but i've tried everything under the sun to fix it and nothing has worked, so i guess i'm in it for the long haul lol. anyways, i hope you enjoy reading this! much love <3

    schlatt smiled to himself as he looked at the picture of the two of you on his lock screen. the random red-eye flight he had caught to get back to new york from a "business trip" to texas to meet with mizkif and a few other people that ended up just being a big hangout session was landing and he was very excited to get back home and see you.

    schlatt hadn't told you he was coming home today, as he was hoping to surprise you. the screen showing the flight number hung on the wall as he walked out of the gate and towards the direction of baggage claim showed the time: 3:02 a.m.

    while schlatt made his way through the airport to get his bag, you were sat at your small desk working on some notes for one of your classes, trying to do something that would tire your brain out. you had spent the past four hours trying to get to sleep, but your brain just wouldn't shut off.

    you had taken some melatonin supplements about an hour ago, and the only thing noticeably different to you was that you seemed to be significantly shakier. you hadn't taken anything but your normal dose, so you were a bit worried, but powered through the anxiety.

    you became a bit frustrated as you messed up a few things on your notes, each mistake sending you closer to a frustration-fueled meltdown that your neighbors would definitely hear.

    schlatt hopped into the uber he had ordered to get back home from the airport, saying a small "hi" to the driver and answering their small talk questions like "how are you this morning?"

    at this point, you couldn't tell if your shakiness was from the melatonin or your frustration with yourself. you had done your normal nightly routine: brushed your teeth, put on comfy pajamas, etc., only to lay in bed for almost four hours with wide open eyes.

    the cold minty taste from your toothpaste had long faded away as you made another mistake while writing your notes. this mistake was probably the smallest out of all of them, but it still sent you over the edge. the pen you were writing with hit the wall as you threw it, leaving a small mark where the tip hit it.

    you curled up in your desk chair and began to cry out of pure frustration and exhaustion. you had always had a bit of trouble getting to sleep, but this was the worst night you had had in a very long time.

    the uber pulled up near the entrance to your apartment and stopped. schlatt got out as the driver opened the trunk and helped him get his bags out. schlatt waved with a small "thank you" as he made his way to the entrance of the complex.

    expecting you to be asleep, the brunette tried to be as quiet as possible when unlocking the front door. you didn't hear the jingling of his keys or the rattling doorknob as you were too focused on your frustration to notice.

    schlatt walked inside, a bit surprised to find a few lights still on. slipping off his shoes and leaving them by the door, he turned the lights off as he walked to the bedroom.

    schlatt walked into the bedroom and was surprised to not find your sleeping figure in the bed.

    as he sat down his suitcase near his side of the closet, he heard small whimpers coming from down the hall. concerned, he turned around and walked in the direction of the sound.

    when he walked into the small extra-bedroom-turned-office, the brunette's heart shattered as he saw your shaking figure huddled up in your tiny desk chair. he rushed over to you and put a hand on the top of your back, startling you.