literally my first janthony fic like ever but it has to be one of my favs. (probably because sleepy janthony is the best janthony) so yeah this is super fluffy but enjoy!!
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Jasmine woke up at three in the morning to an empty bed and the sound of someone typing away on a keyboard. She groggily got out of the bed and wrapped a blanket around herself before she walked into the dark living room.
"Ant?" Her voice was soft and tired.
But Anthony still nearly fell out of his chair at the sound of someone else speaking. "Hey, love." His voice was quiet and gentle, it was usually loud and rough but now it was quiet and gentle. "Why are you up?" He questioned as he took her hand in his and played with her fingers.
"You weren't in bed—couldn't sleep without you." She pointed out with a frown spreading across her lips.
"Oh, babe. I'm sorry." He sighed and closed his computer, pushing it to the side. "I just really had to finish some work."
"Are you coming back to bed? We have a show tomorrow." Jasmine yawned and looked up at the time. Exactly three in the morning.
"I have something to do in the morning—a interview. I gotta write something down then finish this." He gestured to his laptop. Anthony had only done this a few times. He only stayed up this late when he really needed to get work done. He had a new found interest at writing and did it quite often now.
"Why do you write like your running out of time?" Her voice was quiet and filled with accidental emotion.
Anthony sighed and kissed her hand. "I'll be done soon." His voice was quiet—his voice was never quiet—he was a loud person. Jasmine went to protest but he shushed her. "Shh, love."
"Come to bed, that would be enough." She frowned as she felt herself growing sleepier and sleepier.
"I have a interview at seven.." He frowned as well.
"Come back to bed. You need rest before your interview."
"I'll be fine, babe. I'll get some coffee." He reassured.
"Well. I'm going back to bed." Jasmine announced. She hated sleeping alone. She got so used to having Anthony's arms around her that it became difficult to sleep alone. She turned to walk back into the bedroom but Anthony grabbed her hand.
"Hey, I love you." He kissed her hand.
"I love you too." She gave him a sleepy half smile before returning to the large bedroom—large bed to sleep alone.
Come back to bed, that would be enough.