Literature
naptime [worick arcangelo x reader]
As soon as you entered the benriya household, you kicked off your shoes and collapsed on one of the couches, unsurprised to see Nic already curled up on the other, watching you lazily. “Ughh,” you groaned, holding your arm over your eyes as you slumped into the cushions. “I am never getting up again.” You thought you heard Nic grunt in agreement, though it may have been your imagination. You had been out running errands all morning, and to make matters worse, you were operating on just three hours of sleep. If you ever had to smile and wish yet another customer a good day again, your head would explode.
“Aww, al
