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my body was so tired but my brain wasn't. i constantly tossed and turned. it was 3:30 am and it was particularly hard to sleep tonight when i was sleeping over at masons, since we practically lived at eachothers houses.

he was hugging me from behind, his chin resting on my head. i was trying so hard to stay still so i didn't wake him up, but it was useless. my legs are restless and my mind is racing. i kept trying to not move my legs, but they were starting to hurt at this point.

i turned around to face him, wrapping my arms around his torso and putting my head in his chest. after a few minutes i turned back around, hoping i didn't wake him up. i froze as i felt him stir, of course i woke him up.

he turns me around to face him, wrapping his arm lazily around my waist. "baby why do you keep moving." he tiredly mumbles, fighting his sleep. he looks at me and sees the tired and desperate look in my eyes, and he furrows his brows, "what's wrong?"

"i can't sleep, it's been really bad lately i'm always so tired. it's so frustrating." i look up at him, feeling bad for waking him up. he moves the hair out of my face, then moves his hand down under my shirt to my bare back, rubbing it. "i'm sorry, why didn't you tell me sweetheart? you're more important to me than losing sleep."

i tiredly smile at him, "i know mase but i didn't wanna wake you up, my problems aren't yours." he kisses my forehead, hating that i feel bad about something i can't control. "i'll always be here to help you."

"what can i do to help you, you need to sleep." he looks down at me. "can you just cuddle me?" (my body physically recoiled while writing that part) "of course sweet girl." he smiles at me, grabbing me and pulling me on top of him. it was kinda embarrassing how relaxed my body got when i was in his arms, but i was thankful that he was there to be with me.

he kisses my temple, pulling me closer and playing with my hair. "have you tried medication? like melatonin or something?" he whispers in my ear. "yeah but nothing works." i mumble into his chest. "just try to go to sleep baby. i know it's hard but relax and you'll fall asleep, i love you."

"okay i love you too." i kiss his chest, trying to relax. it definitely helped a lot with him holding me and playing with my hair, especially because my love language is physical touch.
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masons pov:

i was holding her and playing with her hair, placing occasional kisses on her head and cheek. i knew she had sleeping problems, but i didn't know it was this bad. throughout the night, she'd wake up and i'd shush her and lull her back to sleep.

her body twitched a little and she lifted her head a little off my chest, muttering a "mhm- mase" i kiss her head, "shhhh, go back to sleep sweetheart." she puts her head back down and a few minutes later her breathing slowed down.

i smiled as i felt her body fully relax, her arms loosening around me a little. her breathing slowed and i knew she was fully asleep. i felt so guilty for not being aware of how bad her insomnia was, it makes sense that she was always tired or had bags under her eyes. i now knew why she always stays up super late, because she knows it's gonna be hard to sleep anyways.

soon enough, i fall asleep after staying up a little longer making sure she doesn't wake back up.
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y/ns pov:

i woke up around 11:30, facing mason and hugging his torso, him already being awake before me. i didn't feel so tired when i woke up this morning. it was relieving to wake up and feel like i actually slept, instead of waking up and feeling like i didn't even sleep at all, which is what normally happens anyways.

"sleep good?" he rubs my back, kissing me. "thank you. you really don't know how much it means to me that you cared that much about my sleep." i smile up at him.

"i'll give up sleep for you anyday baby."

a/n: this was so comforting as someone who can never fall asleep🙏🙏🙏 not proofread