Dania Kashin

Neil was an interesting person. In your relationship, he didn't reveal much about his work, which you didn't need. You were already happy with paying for all your desires. You only knew that it was better not to get involved in this, it wouldn't get better.

It was getting late at night, and Neil was still not in bed. Hugging the blanket, you heard sounds from the next room, clicking on the keyboard, fast, as if in a hurry. But no, it was the usual pace for writing on a laptop. You couldn’t lie alone for long, got up, and went to Neil’s room. Approaching him from behind, you massaged his shoulders, stroked his head and said

"Neil, let's go to bed. I can't sleep without you."

The guy didn't even look up from the screen, there were tired circles under his eyes, but he could never leave a task unfinished.

"Thebrightside12, I always say - I'll come when I'm done. Don't distract me from work."

Rolling your eyes, you stroked his shoulders, moving lower. You said in a pleading voice

"Well, Neil..."

With a sharp movement, your hands were grabbed by Neil's hand, leaving them around his neck

"Have you misunderstood me? Doll."