"Alex."
The pale, slight man swayed with exhaustion. Eliza grabbed his arm. "Come to bed." 

"No. I have so much to write." 

"Alexander~you haven't slept in three days."

"I'm not tired."

"Well, at least come to bed."

The red head pouted, making Eliza laugh. "You're pouting because you know I'm right."

"HA!" He swayed, and she grabbed his shoulders. Definitely not tired.
She chuckled as she held his shoulders. He was so tired. They made it to their room, where Alexander collapsed on their bed. He lied. He was exhausted. She laid a blanket over his small body.

Eliza giggled. He was so cute when he slept. He mumbled and made adorable little noises, squeaks and sleepy moans.

She climbed in after him and he cuddled into her. She blushed as he wrapped an arm around her. She felt so safe as she played with his long red hair.

She smiled a little. When did he get so cute?!