The week went by quickly as I had my work occupying the major portion of my mind.
I went for 3 days without proper sleep, not that it was new for me. But Dean was concerned and threatened to kidnap me from my office.
I convinced him that I would take rest at the office whenever I could. He kept himself updated on my food and sleep habits through regular calls and messages.
Being cared for is the best feeling in the whole wide world. You are welcome to debate me on this.
Rose was busy with her own tasks so I worked with George for this one. He was being nice and offered me help whenever needed.
Everything was over on Friday and the team planned to celebrate by going out on the evening. But I excused myself as I already made plans.
Dean was waiting for me in front of the office as he promised.
He looked alarmed when he saw me. It must have looked like a zombie-vampire crossover happened on my face.
He pulled me into a hug. "I missed you so much, baby. I thought I would go crazy if I didn't see you tonight".
"Me too" I tried to say but that was interrupted by a huge yawn.
"Come on, baby. Let's go home. You must get some rest. At least in the weekend".
"But what about our date?" It was the one thing I was looking forward to the most. It motivated me to finish my work within the week itself.
"Don't worry about it, baby. We can go once you are well-rested. I have already planned something." He held my hands and assured me.
We had dinner near my office and I fell asleep on the way to home.
When I woke up, I was on my bed and Dean was holding my hand. He was also sleeping next to me. He must have carried me to my bed as I didn't remember waking up.
I was wondering if it was a dream. I touched his cheek and he stirred a little but didn't wake up.
I wanted to look at his face and memorize all the details. Don't ask me if I was going to draw him later. No, I couldn't draw to save my life.
He looked so calm even in his sleep. Is it creepy to watch your sleeping boyfriend? Yes? Maybe? Who made the rules?
He had this calm aura even when he was awake. Was it because of his angel-ness? Wait, was it even a word?
"Angel" I whispered. I still couldn't believe it. Everything is just a story until it happens to us.
"Baby, you need to wipe that drool off your mouth. It's so obvious".
He woke up and chose teasing. I instinctively checked the corners of my mouth for any drool. What? It might have happened during deep sleep and not during the un-creepy checking out of the sleeping angel.
I slapped his hand. "You are the one with the drool. Oh, and don't think I didn't hear the snores". Two can play this game.
"Baby, I know you like me too much to care about my drool and snores".
Was he so full of himself? Yes. Did I love that? Heck, yeah.
I flicked his forehead lightly. "No, I care about my pillow covers more. Now, wake up. Let's get some coffee".
He just wrapped his hands around me and pulled me towards him. "Baby, 5 more minutes".
My heart was beating fast. I was conscious of my breath. Should I have brushed my teeth before I decided to poke his face and wake him up?
"Baby, you can be yourself when you are with me. Don't hide or try to change anything. I like you the way you are. Bad breath and all."
"Can you read minds?" I was too shocked. How did he know?
"What? No. I saw you trying to smell your breath. You are so adorable."
I punched his stomach lightly. "I am going to prepare coffee. Go take care your stinky breath and join me."
"Ok, baby". I got up and made coffee for both of us. I took a cup and went to the porch to enjoy the view while sipping my coffee. It was my morning routine.
I felt a hand around my waist and saw Dean with a coffee cup in one hand. It felt surreal to be here with the person who made the morning coffee even better.
"So, what is the plan for today? Do you need to go out for work?" I asked him.
"Yes, but I will be back in the evening to take you on a date. If that's ok with you. How are you, by the way? You look better, baby".
"Yeah, I am fine. We can go on the date. Where are we going?"
"It's a surprise, baby. You will see". He was smiling and it was contagious. I found myself smiling even more widely.
"Baby, Can you call me like how you did today morning?" He was a bit hesitant.
"What? Stinky breath? Drool face? I don't remember." I loved playing with him.
It didn't faze him. He was looking at me expectantly.
His look broke my resolve to tease him more.
"Angel". I looked into his blue-green eyes and I couldn't bear it so I looked away.
He turned my head towards him and said, "I really love it when you call me that. You don't know how much I like you".
"I like you a lot too. Now go finish your work early and come back soon".
"Yes, boss. I will be here by 5 PM. Wear something warm, baby".
He pecked my cheek and left me alone with the butterflies, my trusted old buddies.
A/N: Did the title deceive you? ;) Sorry, not sorry!
We all need to embrace our bad days too. It would help if we have someone like Dean to take care of us.
But be your own Dean :) YOU always deserve some self-care! It doesn't mean spending money. It means being there for yourself as if you would do for everybody else.