Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon. I do however own the tweets I never tweet.
A/N: So hello all. I started a one shot series, that most likely will never be completed because I have so many draft tweets. But yes you heard right. Draft tweets. My friend PolarDawn came up with the idea of basing one shots off of tweets. So here I am. This will solely based on IS/CS/Oldrival/Poke
It was late.
No, no. It was early?
Dawn didn't exactly know anymore. She felt like she had been tossing and turning around for hours, trying her hardest to get comfortable and fall asleep.
She opened up her eyes and let out a huff of annoyance when she saw the bright red numbers on the clock. 2:07 A.M.
She let out another soft sigh and turned on her side, now facing her boyfriend of three years who was sleeping soundly. She frowned slightly, jealous of how sleep seemed to come easy to him. She moved to reach out her hand, brushing the purple locks that had fallen on his face. Her hand froze once she felt him take in a sharp breath, thinking he would wake up, but she instantly relaxed when he didn't open his eyes. She pulled back her hand and turned to lay on the other side
She felt a slight grumble in her tummy. This is what she got for not eating dinner earlier. Maybe, just maybe she could sneak out of bed without waking her boyfriend and make herself some food. Pasta seemed simple enough. Before Dawn could even put the plan in action she felt an arm wrap itself around her waist, pulling her closer towards him.
"You do not need pasta right now. Go to sleep, Troublesome," Paul mumbled incoherently, nuzzling his face into his girlfriend's hair.
Dawn felt her cheeks redden, realizing she probably said her thoughts out loud. She felt a small giggle leave her lips when she heard Paul's light snores again, this time near her ear. She soon felt her eyelids get heavy and all thoughts about making pasta were forgotten. Maybe, just maybe all she needed was his arms around her.
Maybe, just maybe she'd force Paul to make her pasta tomorrow.
*my thoughts at two am* you do not need pasta right now, go to sleep.
So yeah. . . sorry if there are any mistakes. I hope this gives me inspiration for my other two stories. I haven't given up just yet. So to be continued. . .
Jess.