Five Times Tami Taylor Couldn't Sleep.
Summary: Just a little bit of pre series Eric/Tami fluff. Each chapter is a different time in their premarital relationship that Tami couldn't sleep, mainly focusing on their college years. I could continue if you guys like this and have other ideas.
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TWO:
It was two years later, the night before Tami was set to graduate. Eric just a semester behind her. She was frantically going through her closet in their shared apartment looking for the perfect dress, even though a dark blue number hung on the closet door. Eric sighed, he knew her mind was racing when he stepped in her bedroom and heard the hangers shuffle in the closet. He picked up the pretty blue dress and smiled, "sugar. You've got one. Right here"
She turned around, "the party Eric. Everyone in Dillon will be there..."
He put the dress down and put his hands on her shoulders, "sugar, you'll have your gown on at the ceremony"
She sighed, "the party's on Saturday babe"
He squeezed her shoulders and looked at her large closet. His eyes caught a sliver of red that was new to him. He pulled out the mid length dress and her eyes lit up, "there it is! I thought it was at home"
He smiled and she took the dress and hung it next to the blue one. He searched her tired eyes, finals had done a number on her and she barely slept. Her eyes weren't just tired, they were glowing with anticipation of the coming day, and her job offer at the elementary school near by. She gave him a sleepy smile, "shoes..."
He stopped her, "you have six more hours until you need to worry about gettin ready. It's time to sleep"
She shook her head, slightly disoriented from two all nighters in a row, "no I don't..."
He sighed, "sugar, it's one in the morning. You haven't slept since Monday night. It's now Friday morning"
She yawned, "see. Friday morning. I need to do my hair"
He held her shoulders, "look at me Tami"
She made eye contact with him, that he didn't break. "You need to stop, sit down, and just relax"
She began to protest but he stopped her, "come to my room. I'm gonna get you some of that tea you love, and you're gonna rest those eyes"
She reluctantly cooperated as he brought her some chamomile tea, she'd been wired on coffee for the past three days and she needed to relax. She slowly sipped the warm tea and he sat by her, coaxing her to lean on him. He rubbed her shoulder and kissed the side of her head, "I'm proud of you"
She sighed happily, the calming effects of the tea getting to her. She let a yawn escape and her head droop onto his shoulder. He let her finish the warm tea and by then she was barely awake. He helped her get situated in bed and she rested her head on his shoulder. He held her as she let her eyes flutter closed and her body succumbed to sleep, for the first time in days.
Thanks for all the positive reviews! I didn't think I'd get that kind of feedback. If you have any ideas, please share! I hope you enjoy this second, short installment.