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“And this one's S-Snooki… she kinda reminds m-muh-me of Nina…”
His arm was slung around you as you sat in his bedroom, lying on the bed with you in his lap. His hand gently rubbed your side, his lips sweetly pressing against your cheek as a small smile came over your face. Occasionally, his hands squeeze a bit tight and his nails dig into your waist when his tics start to act up. Jersey Shore plays on your old, busted up laptop as he cuddles you and rambles on about the show to you in between loving kisses and kind affirmations of love.
“That o-ones Ronnie… I f-fuckin’ hate h-h-him…”
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You’ve been in a bit of a slump this past week. Stress, overstimulation, and work the better of you over the past few weeks. You had been sent on mission after mission after mission due to your ability to quickly track targets down. Slender had been sending you out with the other proxies and found that missions that would normally take three days were getting done in a single day, so he milked your skill as much as he possibly could. You’d been on a mission pretty much every day for the past month, and it definitely took its toll on you. Constantly being around tons of people hasn’t helped either, particularly being stuck with Jeff for extended periods of time. There's constantly something going on. Someone’s yelling. Someone’s fighting. Someone’s losing their shit. It's just too much to bear, and Toby had noticed.
Even if it doesn’t seem like it, he pays attention. Takes in every little detail. And he noticed how the bags under your eyes seemed to get just a little more noticeable. How you had less energy. How you wouldn’t talk much. You aren’t overly talkative to begin with, but now you were damn near mute. Toby is already used to you going silent and not using words to communicate when you get overwhelmed, but this is new. You’ve barely spoken for a week straight. It worried him.
You finally have a day off, and Toby wanted to spend it doing nothing more than spoil his love and take care of them. He wanted to show just how loving and gentle he could be. So, that's exactly what he did.
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He woke you up with a breakfast of burnt toast and scrambled eggs -he wanted to make dippy eggs but he quickly learned there's no way in hell he could properly flip the eggs without breaking the yolk or accidentally flipping them onto the floor- alongside a cup of apple juice, your favorite. He got you into the shower, washing your hair and your body for you before covering your face in the gentlest of kisses. He dried you off and wrapped you up in a towel like a little caterpillar in its cocoon. He lifted you into his arms and carried you to his bedroom, laying you down on his bed before going to his closet and grabbing you a shirt and a pair of his boxers before sweetly peeling off your towel and slipping his clothing on you with the most careful of hands, making sure not to oogle at your naked body. As much as he adored seeing you under him, clawing at his back with your face all red and your eyes all wide, he knew now wasn’t the time. There’s a time and a place for things like that, and he's never been the type of guy to sleep with you when you’re stressed and overwhelmed. To him, anything but an enthusiastic yes is a no, and he knows full well you’re not gonna give him anything enthusiastically when you already have so much on your plate you need to deal with.
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So now, here you are, in his arms as he softly plays with your hair and rubs at your sides and shoulders, making sure you’re more than comfortable. He doesn’t pressure you to talk or to do anything, he just continues to ramble on to you while you two watch your show together. He’s always been big on dumb reality TV shows that you really don’t need to pay that much attention to but are still entertaining to just play in the background. He knows exactly what it's like to want to do nothing more than sit and lay in bed for a little while without the weight of responsibilities on your shoulders, and he's more than happy to indulge you and just take care of you for the day.
“You doin’ a-alright babe?”
With a simple nod of your head he smiles and gently laughs in your ear before pressing kisses all over the side of your neck and cheek once more while his thumbs rub comforting circles into your sides.
“Hows about you l-lie down on your belly and let me g-guh… give… you a back massage baby?”
Keeping that soft smile on your face, you crawl out of his lap and set the laptop down at the foot of his bed before lying down on your stomach, propping your head up on your crossed arms. He leans over you, pressing soft kisses to the back of your neck before moving his hands to your back and starting to rub it, gently pressing his thumbs and knuckles into your muscles, working them and loosening up.
“That feel alright, Dovey?”
His gentle voice says softly as he continues to work the knots out of our shoulders and back softly, taking great care with your body. You give another quiet nod, choosing to just stay quiet for now. He doesn't mind the silence at all, finding it comforting in a way. One of his favorite things to do is pamper you and treat you like how rich girls will treat the little dogs that they carry around in their purses. He treats you like royalty and nothing less. Just as much, he loves his little nicknames for you. He absolutely adores giving you little names. You aren’t really able to remember the last time he called you by your actual name with how often he calls his little pet names. Song bird, Lovie, Princess, Baby, Babe, My love, My baby, My heart, Love, Dove, Heart, Sweetness, Dovey, the list goes on, and on, and on. He loves the way your smile gets a little bigger, your cheeks get just a touch redder, and how your eyes would get the smallest bit brighter. He lives to see your spark come back after you’re in a slump, and it makes him especially happier when he's the one who got to bring that spark back to your gorgeous face.
After a solid thirty minutes of rubbing your back, Toby pulls away from you before leaning in and whispering gently in your ear-
“Be back in a minute Beautiful. Gonna go grab my baby something to eat.”
He presses another kiss to your cheek -this time with a loud kissy noise- before walking out of the room with a small jerk of his neck.
He's back about 10 minutes later with a cup of Ramen and a plate of a couple different types of cheese and crackers, some of your favorite safe foods. He knows whenever you’re already stressed out the best things to eat are things you already know you love. Certain textures you fluctuate on, some days liking them and some days hating them, but noodles, cheese and crackers have always been foods you've loved since you were little, and Toby pays attention to that.
He sits down on the bed, leaning against the headboard, and you immediately get back into his lap, bringing the laptop with you as you take the noodles and fork from his hands and begin eating. He wraps his arms around you and rests his head on your shoulder, watching the show with you.
“H-he treats Sammi like fucking sh-shit… I mean… they both suck with each other b-but like… he's just doing w-wh-way too much… you know…?”
He continues going on about the show as you eat, finishing off the noodles and then eating the cheese and crackers. After that, you set the plate and fork down on the night stand and gently tap his hand, letting him know you’re all done. He gently picks you up off of his lap and sets you down next to him before getting up and walking over to his dresser, grabbing his hairbrush and walking back to the bed. Your smile grows a bit as you know exactly what he’s doing. He sits back down tight behind you and starts softly brushing your hair, taking care and being precise with every single strand, making sure to run the brush over your scalp, scratching and massaging your head. You lean your head back a bit, the movement of his hands being the most comforting thing you could wish for right now. As he brushes, he whispers gentle praises into your ear, making sure you’re aware of just how deeply loved and cared for you are by him, even in times where your mind and work is getting the better of you.
“Im so proud o-of you my love… You’re one of the hardest working people in this h-house… You’re smart, kind, h-h-huh- help…ful… and one of the most considerate people I know… I'm so lucky to be the one that gets to hold…”
He keeps brushing, stopping every now and again to start to play with your hair, twisting the soft strands before going right back to brushing them out, not forgetting to let you know just how much he loves it.
“Mmm… It’s so soft, baby…”
He lets out a quiet laugh before taking a strand and biting it for whatever reason.
“Why the hell are you biting my hair…?”
You say quietly, so quietly he barely even hears it. He lets out another stupid laugh before taking his hair out of your mouth and pressing more kisses to your neck
“I dunno…”
He giggles before brushing it out again, making sure any and all tangles are out before grabbing a hair tie from the nightstand and softly braiding your hair before tying it off. You bring your han to the top of the laptop, gently shutting it before lying down on the pillow right next to him. He takes the hint, lying down next to you and cuddling right up to you.
“Tired, Love?”
He asks, getting another simple nod in response. He gives you one more small kiss on your cheek before wrapping his arms around you and rubbing your back until you fall right asleep on him, comfortable and far less stressed than this time yesterday.
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TY so much for reading!!!! I hope this was alright! I defo HC that Toby loves reality TV. Like that man ADORES it. Im also watching jersey shore while writing this :p Pretty please request if you have anything you’d like written, or if you just have something you wanna say!! Im thinking ill write a period comfort Bloody Painter next, and then some angsty clockwork things. Stay Tuned!! Remember to hydrate and take care of yourselves lovies!!! :3