Pup II

I was scrolling through my phone when Ardyn had finally woken up, for real this time. He woke up multiple times at night, which was a habit or pattern that we hadn't really figured out how to handle yet.

He never really told me what caused him to wake up though, but I was suspecting that it was nightmares or something like that since he usually shocked himself awake. Well, one step at a time I suppose.

Ardyn stared at me, unblinkingly with most of his face still hidden under the covers.

“Aren't you going to get up?” I asked, looking back down at my phone. “We still have a long way to go, you know.”

A pause, and then, “Did you carry me here?”

“Yes? What's the problem?” I stared right back at him, and Ardyn only shrugged as he pushed the duvet off his body.

“Nothing,” he said, getting up and stretching his arms. “Thank you.”

I hummed in reply, only sparing him one more glance before I turned back to my phone fully. I was seated on the couch, my legs crossed one over the other as us