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Oh hey can I get some uhhhhhh Piers headcanons with a sleep deprived S/O? Pretty please with a cherry on top? đž
This hit hard from home to me. Iâve had many sleepless nights, especially since quarantine started. But remember; Self-care is important so please take care of yourself and get enough sleep, food, and water! I love all of you guys and I only want whatâs best for you guys!
Y/N= Your/Name
F/P= Favorite/Pokemon
H/C= Hair/Color
H/L= Hair/Length
Piers knew what he was getting into when he asked you to be his girlfriend. Though, he failed to realize one thing. You had one very big problem.
Hours and hours would pass and still, you laid restless in your bed. Time was ticking away till the night was over and you where running out of time. With you F/P by your side, you though you would finally be able to get some shut-eye; but alas, that request fell upon deafened ears.
Before anyone knew it, the sun was arising as stray Rookidieâs cryâs could be Heard for miles.
Your handsome boyfriend began to sturr in the shining bright light as he stretched and looked up from his groggy state at you. What he saw slightly surprised him.
He was met with a face that wasnât his sweet girlfriend but a tired zombie-like face. Large eye bags littered the bottom of your eyes as your eyes where bloodshot. Your H/C hair was ratty and uneven as you looked at him and moved closer, slinging into his arm and rubbing your head into the underside of his arm.
Piers frowned, âDid it happen againâ? His voice was soft and calm as you could only nod your head, your F/P let out a whimper as it cuddled into your back. The sickly-thin man sighed. âIâm so sorry this happens to you sweetheartâ. He knew what itâs like. He used to spend hours and hours up at night perfecting song to his best efforts.
However he was snapped out of his thoughts to hear your soft sniffling. âHey-babe, âm here! Itâs gonna be ok weâer gonna get yaâ the help yaâ need, okâ? He heard a small voice in response.
âY-yah. I ju-just donât know what all they can doâ! The man frowned, cupping your cheek as he gently brought his lips to yours. âI promise it will be okâ.
And it was. The man was able to keep his promise and that very day, you where taken to the doctor and a sleep specialist. The doctor gave you a simple medication and the specialist preformed a Sleep Study, finding out that you would need a mask to help you breath better.
Once Piers found out that you could get better, he was happy, wait no; thatâs an understatement; he was rejoiced! He placed his hands in your H/C, H/L hair and kissed you on the lips while your hands should trail into his white and black locks.
Your F/P ran/floated/flew around you two before nudging into you both letting cheerful cryâs. What quite chocked you is that Obstagoon let itself out of its PokĂ©ball and wrapped its arms around you both, picking you both up in the process.
That night was amazing. You both went to bed at 9 and both would up at 9. For the first time since you can remember, you slept a whole 12 hours. And plus, you awoke to Piers, F/P, and Obstagoon making breakfast. You only could walk up to them in silence and hug each of them individually. Finally, your life might be getting brighter. And as you finally pulled away from the hug, his voice lingered in your ear; âI love you, always have, always willâ.