GeorgexReader [Fluff]

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Just fluffy fluff

Description: Y/n is terrified of thunderstorms, with England being stormy 9 times out of 10, she normally goes to her boyfriend George for comfort.

[Fluff: First Person]
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It was a stormy night, typical for England. I curled up in a blanket on the plush couch, the tv playing idly across the room. Thunder booms loudly through the small apartment, I whimper curling up smaller in my solitude of blankets. "G-george" I weakly call out, hoping for him to rescue me from my fears.

Once the booming died down, George's voice could faintly be heard, he's streaming right now. I didn't want to bother him; when another boom emits from outside I couldn't hold back any more tears. I sob softly, covering my head with the blanket

I've been terrified of thunderstorms ever since I was a kid. I've always been extremely sensitive to loud noises in general, which didn't help. The rain begins to pick up, roughly pattering against the windows, convincing me that they could break at any second.

Carefully I slide from the couch taking the blanket with me, slowly making my way to the bedroom; a loud boom makes me jump violently, falling on the ground with a sob. I stay there for a moment, pulling the fluffy fabric tighter around my body.

Taking a few deep breaths, I push myself up from the ground running towards our shared bedroom. I burst through the door, quickly closing it behind me.

George swivels around in his chair when the door closes. "Darling?" His smile faulters when he sees the tears rolling down my cheeks.

I waste no time, running over to him and sitting in his lap. Curling up against his chest, I shake as another book erupts through the apartment. "I-I'm sorry for interrupting." I weakly say, pulling the blanket over my head again.

"Hey, don't apologise dear." He coos lightly, we're still turned away from his stream, the chat is stressing over us. "It's okay love, I'm here." He pets my hair gently, before turning back to the stream. "Sorry guys but I'm going to end the stream early." He smiles at the camera, waving quickly before shutting everything down.

My body trembles at another boom, I try to hold back tears, but I can't. Small sobs erupt from my body, wetting his shirt. George carefully lifts me as he stands, gently sitting us on my bed. He pulls a blanket around us, carefully exposing my head to bury his face in my hair. I nuzzle my head into his neck, calming down slightly, he hums softly.

His phone began going off every few seconds, people had already clipped us together and were now posting it everywhere. We didn't care, all that mattered was each other right now. Slowly my eyes begin drooping close, my muscles relax as the rain calms itself. "Get some rest love, I'll be here when you wake." He mutters quietly against my hair.

I allow myself to fully relax in his grip, drifting off to a dreamless sleep.

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