2P!America X Reader ~ Pointless Fluff

Everyone else would find it completely weird and mostly impossible.

And why wouldn’t they? After all, this was nothing like the world was used to seeing.

Here you were, sitting in comfortable silence on your couch, and cuddling, actually cuddling with your boyfriend- none other than Allan Jones, AKA Al, the notorious near-red-head with a short temper, yet a LONG criminalistic record.

For most, it was a wonder how the two of you ever even ended up together in the first place, and most of thosewere pretty sure you were just in it for the sex.

Which was, in fact, as far from the truth as can be. After one year and a half, you were still a virgin, after all.

No. The truth was much simpler. You just loved each other. And you knew it was love, exactly because, you couldn’t actually name one single thing you loved about him.

If it were his body, that would be called lust.

If it were for money, that’s just greed.

But, you didn’t love him for one thing or another about him.

No. You loved everything about him. And while there were so many faults you could find in him, you just found in them that much more of a reason to love him.

You loved that gap in his teeth- it just seemed to fit him so well, and at the same time it seemed to make him look just so cute in your eyes.

You loved those red eyes that others found demonic- it made him stand out in any crowd.

You loved his aggressive attitude- it made it that much more special when he showed you his more gentle side.

Everything, every perfect little imperfection others would find, just added up to make him perfect in your eyes.

And as you felt his warmth surround you, heard his even breathing right next to your ear, saw his eyes closed and his lips only slightly parted from the corner of your eye, you were once more reassured of what he felt for you. Sure, for normal people, all that didn’t mean much.

But you knew better.

You knew that, to let you so close in his personal space, he trusted you greatly.

To let his guard down and actually let himself relax, he must have felt safe in your presence.

To allow himself to look so, well, vulnerable, in front of anyone, was a great deal when it came to him.

Allowing a smile to slip on your lips, you couldn’t help yourself from leaning up a bit, and gently pecking his lips, before you let yourself snuggle closer to him, revelling in his warmth, and, slowly but surely, falling asleep cuddled in his strong arms.

Just at about the same time you fell asleep though, one single red orb revealed itself. Looking down at you, Al smiled. It wasn’t normally something he did easily, but for some reason, you always seemed to be able to bring out the best in him.

He couldn’t even begin to explain why he had fallen in love with you. He knew that love didn’t need to have a reason. But he also knew that he couldn’t spend a day without you. That those little things he knew and kept finding out about you, like your habit of chewing the end of your pencil when you were deep in thought, or or the way your manichure was permanently ruined, no matter how recently you might have done it, your little obsession over how your hair sits, despite the fact that you didn’t care what you looked like otherwise-he couldn’t live without all of these in his life every day, and every new little detail he found out only served to enhance his love for you.

Gently pecking your forehead, the male adjusted his position so that he was laying completely on the couch, with you now on top of him, and somewhere between running his hands through your silky, (h/c) hair, thinking about those little perks that made you so loveable, and thinking about that gang who still owed Matt some money, and how they were gonna get it later, he once again found himself falling under the spell of sleep, still taking in your scent, and still holding you close.

By the time he opened his eyes again, it was already completely dark outside, and it took him a couple of seconds to register his surroundings.

“Mornin’.”  you giggled, breaking him out of his thoughts, while still lying on his broad chest.

“Morning.”  he chuckled back, shaking his head a bit.

“Sleep well?” you asked him, laying your head back down, and listening to the beating of his heart with the one ear touching his chest.

Instead of replying, Al just shifted a bit to hold you closer, and you happily snuggled back. Looking up in his eyes, you smiled.

This was how you were.

Sometimes, you could talk for hours on end, spill your thoughts, ideas, problems… but other times, no words needed to be exchanged. You understood each other perfectly well, and instead of talking, were just happy to enjoy each other’s presence silently. Moving up on his chest, you slowly dipped your head down, allowing your lips to meet his in a gentle and loving kiss.

“I love you…” you smiled after you pulled away.

“I love ya too’, (Y/n).”