"No Richie..." Troubled sighed as Richie wrapped his arms around her. He was trying for the tenth time to get her to stop working on the drawings for videos.

"Come on... You're always working on those drawings, you need a break babe. Plus, when was the last time you had a good nights rest and meal?" Richie complained.

"I need these videos out by tomorrow... And I am not that hungry or tired." Troubled yawned.

Richie sighed in annoyance. It was starting to piss him off that Troubled was ignoring him and friends, heck she didn't even go with Ali and Ala for shopping.

"Richie! Put me the fuck down!" Troubled snapped as Richie lifted her up and carried her over his shoulder.

"No." Richie plainly said as he walked towards his bedroom with Troubled cursing at him.

"Hey!" Troubled growled as Richie plopped her on his bed.

"You're getting rest if you like it or not!" Richie sternly spoke. Troubled didn't realize that Richie did care for her sanity and health.

"But... I got to finish that dra-" Troubled was cut off as Richie planted his lips on hers. As he pulled away, he slowly sneaked the blanket over Troubled and crawled in with her.

"Are you going to take a break now?" Richie sighed in relief as Troubled nuzzled a yes into his neck, "Good..."

And with that, he dozed off.

Richie woke as he heard Whiskers whimper and scratch at the door.

Sighing, he got up and noticed it was 2:00 AM, "Really? Whiskers, couldn't you just like wake Troubled up..." Richie mumbled tiredly as he opened the bedroom door to let the chupacabra-dog creature out. That was when he noticed the library door slightly ajar and a dim light coming through. He looked back at the bed and noticed Troubled missing.

"Dammit," He cursed as he walked towards the library.

There, he saw Troubled working on a complex drawing, that was dimly lit by 3 candles. Sighing once more, he walked towards the younger and blew out two candles before being pushed away.

"Stop... I need to get these done," Troubled yawned.

"Fine, you have ten minutes..." Richie pulled up a chair.

"But-" Richie cut Troubled off.

"Ten..." He said sternly.

Yawning, Troubled quickened her sketching, and was sleep was slowly taking over.

Richie got up, after the ten minute mark and picked up Troubled.

"I need to finish..." She yawned into his neck.

"You need sleep," Richie replied as he set her on the bed, covering her in sheets, "Look, I may not be the best boyfriend, but I do fucking care for your health and sanity..." He crawled into the bed and wrapped his arms around her.

"I'm sorry... For working too much," Troubled mumbled into his chest.

"Hey, we all get ahead of ourselves... For now, just sleep." Richie began to rub small circles into the youngers back.

"Te Amo..." Troubled mumbled in her sleep, nuzzling closer to Richie

Richie smiles as he instantly knew what she said,

"I love you too babe..."