You slowly wake up, in a tangle of limbs and blankets. You smile to yourself knowing you got what you wanted, a nice night with Ry. Sinking a little further into him you think about it, careful not to wake him up. From the window you could tell it was morning or late afternoon, there were lots of trees and Ry's window wasn't very high above ground so you weren't sure as to what time it was exactly.
That was alright though. Earlier in your life you'd always have to spring out of bed, either for school or work. But this time you could just relax, and take in the moment.
Currently, there was no blanket between you and Ry, except one that looped around your knees. You were laying across his chest basically and one of your legs was hooked with his. His left arm laid across your back. You could feel his deep breathing by the rise and fall of his chest below your head. His heartbeat was loud and steady in your ear.
After a little while, Ry looks as if he'll never wake up. So either you didn't sleep enough or you woke up at some un-godly hour. But you feel as if it's one of those times where you won't be able to doze back off again.
An idea pops into your head. 'I still haven't actually bought anything, and here I was thinking I'd need even more money. I could go get him breakfast!'. Your plan was set, even if you didn't have any idea where to buy breakfast but you'll figure it out.
You carefully free your leg from his and the blanket loop. Paying attention to his breathing you slide his arm away from you. And carefully lift your upper body off of him. He's a pretty heavy sleeper you assume, crawling off the bed. Adjusting your clothes you look around for your bag and find it at the computer, putting it on you go through a tray on Ry's desk borrowing his house key.
Looking down you see you're still in pyjamas, not suitable for getting food. So you think of two options 'I could either go to the hotel, avoiding eye contact. Or I could borrow something from Ry' you think, eyes drifting to his open closet. You decide to borrow a shirt at least, pulling out something random you're greeted with a blue flannel. 'Really Ry?'. You slip it on over your shirt and head up the stairs, careful to avoid the creaky steps.
'He won't mind, it's not that big of a deal' you lock the front door behind you, knowing his sister is already at work.
Once you turn around you're greeted with the bright sun, it is morning. You slip your phone out from your bag while walking in the direction of your hotel. Turning it on you see a few Twitter notifications and YouTube updates that you normally always have in the morning. Deleting those you see a text from Russ and notice the time. It's 10:34am, pretty early with how late you were up for but that's not gonna bother you.
While walking out of Ryan's secluded neighbourhood you turn on the street with your hotel on it.
Ru$$- Hey (Y/N) I got no plans to day and I'm bored, what are you guys up to?
Ru$$- Cry hasn't been checking his phone that's why I'm bugging you
Ru$$- .-.
(Y/N)- Oh hey! Sorry I'm just grabbing some donuts for me and him, shhh it's a surprise
(Y/N)- he's out cold rn so I didn't want to wake him
You reached the hotel and go up to your room while slipping your phone into your bag. Going inside you make a quick change into a black tank-top and some skinny jeans. You decide to keep Ryan's flannel a little longer. You brush your teeth and wash your face in the cramped bathroom and add a little makeup, subtle this time.
After around 10 minutes of getting prepared for the new day you leave the room, locking the door and turning off the lights. You skip down the stairs and walk pass the receptionist.
Leaving the hotel you get a blast of pure heat. While you were walking here you didn't really notice how hot it was. You slide off the flannel and wrap it around your waist.
Since you didn't bother looking for instructions on where the closest donut shop is, you were walking around for quite awhile. You turned right this time at your hotel, passing various coffee shops and over priced clothing stores. To be honest you got kinda lost until you found what you were looking for.
It was similar to the coffee shop you went to on you first day in Florida, small and quiet. You didn't bother to read the sign, all you processed was the word donuts on the window. You bought a pack of 6, some of your favourites and some you think Ry would enjoy. You add an ice coffee/tea to the order.
Sitting down you find out where you walked to. It was pretty far from his house, and you doubt you'd make if back there without melting. Plus you got donuts to save. Drinking some of your ice cold beverage you call an uber.
After the call someone favourited one of your tweets and you accidentally clicked on it. So you decide to tweet a pic of your donuts.
(Y/U)- got donuts, all for me since @crywastaken is busy sleeping. lazy ass
And of course you attached a photo of them.
Waiting the five minutes you decide to wait outside for the Uber, soon enough it appears and you get in.
Since the ride was short you only had to pay around 7$, which was nice. You pay the man, with a 5$ tip he thanks you and then pulls away. Once up to the door you place your 3/4 full drink down and get out the house key, unlocking it and stepping inside. You shake your shoes off and walk into the kitchen. Tossing the drinks and donuts onto the counter you shove your face into the freezer, the cool air feeling nice against your skin.
Grabbing the donuts again you head downstairs. Ryan is still asleep, but this time instead of cuddling you he had a pillow in his arms. Keeping your laughter in you get Twitter out once again.
(Y/U)- okay so just came back to Cry sleeping. still. but he has the funniest face right now, I'll draw it
You download a crappy app and draw a sup guy and try to sketch out Ry's facial features. It looks terrible but whatever, you tweet it anyway. You walk quietly towards the bed and are about to say his name until you hear a very quiet '(y/n)mm' under his breath.
Taken aback by his sleep talking you stand there silent. 'Whatever he is dreaming about me doing...' you shake your head and kneel down next to him.
"Ryan" you say, he stirs in the bed. "Ryaaaan" you shake his shoulders and he seems to be awake.
"No I'm sleeping" is his reply.
"I have donuts."
"..ok" he says reluctantly sitting up and running his eyes. "What day is it?"
You laugh at his waking up voice and check your phone and reply "It's Tuesday, the time is around 12". You were annoyed with how long it took to find a donut store.