A glimpse of dawn~ connor x reader dbh

7

Me-
I know you did not just TYPE the word wink to me. Also, that is disgusting. Im perturbed.

CHRISSSS-
<3

I close my phone out, trying to keep in my laughter. I wish I had what Chris and his wife had. Beautiful, young love.
But, as we know, that is not gonna be a thing anytime soon.

I get home, immediately collapsing into my bed. I made sure to grab snacks before this from the store, Girl Scout cookies, chips, soda, gummies, candy. EVERYTHING I need for a perfect Friday night. I settle into my bed, at least 5 massive blankets piled around me. Pillows cover me and I lay in pure comfort. I really, REALLY needed this.

I turn on the colored lights, turning it to red. It fits, especially if I am gonna be up watching horror movies.

I throw off my shirt, leaving myself in a sports bra and a big baggy hoodie beside me in case I need it. My leggings are tight, but smooth, soft. I stretch my legs out, groaning. I light one of my candles and lay in my own thoughts for a moment.

Are all of my feelings worth it?
Perhaps they are, because I am feeling real cozy right now. It's refreshing.

I immediately remember to call Chris, turning to my side slightly and FaceTiming him. He answers quickly, showing off his snacks and setup as well. "YES!" I yell, giggling. I tell my Alexa to play music, playing my favorite playlist. He starts dancing, goofing around. I laugh, doing my own little boogie.

"I needed this so bad." Chris says, his laugh still echoing. "ME TOO." I yell, letting out all my extra emotions. "I cannot explain to you how tiring work has been lately." Chris nods his head, taking a bite of one of his shark gummies. "True," In between chews he manages a few words, "I just can't wait till my wife gets home." He gives me a weird side glance.

"EW, Chris!!!" I moan, wanting to throw up. "Too much information." Chris sighs, "It's your fault you don't got no one to be doing the doogie with." I try my best to ignore his... choice of phrasing. "MHM, yeah." I laugh mockingly. "And who wants this?" I pull my camera away, showing him my lazy but comfy setup.

"Ugh, put a shirt on." I open my mouth wide at him, annoyed. "Chris, I know you did not just tell me to put a shirt on." I slowly flip him off. He giggles, and I respond quickly. "I could cancel you for that. It's my body." He groans, "Now you sound like my mom."

I fake a sad face, "So rude."

He rolls his eyes at me. "No, but seriously. You need to get on a dating app or something." I furrow my brows at him, whispering, "Yeah, I would rather go to a club and pick up some random drunkie." He rolls his eyes again, lecturing me. "Look, Y/n, it's either the dating apps, the clubs which you could get assaulted at, or you be lonely for the rest of your life." I pause for a moment, "Chris, weren't you the one saying I should work on myself?" He smirks, devious. "Yeah, but that doesn't mean you can't have fun too."

"Woah buddy." I sigh, "I am not one of those gals just messing around for funny business." Chris only gives me a side eye, whispering few words back. "I never said you had to just do that."

I contemplate for a minute, trying to decide if that is something I would really want. Am I even ready for a relationship again?

"Little ms.commitment issues."
"Chris, that was uncalled for!"

An hour or so passes, and my loneliness finally settles in. Me and Chris talk, but I feel a hole in my heart. I should've known this wouldn't have been a fun Friday night. He notices, "You okay?" I groan, "NO. I feel really sad and lonely." I squeeze my hands together, "I really wish I could hug someone right now."