Peace. Quiet. Serene. Relax.
All that ruined by one loudmouth Dane.
You opened your eyes and raised yourself from your comfortable position on Emil's lap. "What is it Mathias?"
"Come with me, let's go out drinking!"
"No," Emil said gently pulling you back to your original position, "__________ is tired. She needs to sleep."
You smiled gratefully and leaned back. Emil quietly stroked your (h/l) (h/c) hair.
Emily smiled, you seemed to belong there. In his arms, sleeping peacefully. He didn't regret getting up at the crack of dawn to pick you and Mathias up from the bar the two of you had been partying at last night. He would do anything for you. It wasn't long ago that he realized he loved you.
Mathias glared at Emil. Jealous over the close contact the two of you shared. In his opinion you were perfect for him; you would party with him and had a great sense of humor. In his mind you were his and Emil had no business touching you.
"_________, come on…."
Emil glared at Mathias, "I don't know why she hangs out with you." He looked down at you addressing you this time, "He only takes you to bars where you only get in trouble; you shouldn't hang out with him anymore."
"At least I let her have fun! All you two do is lie around and sleep!"
You smiled in the back of your mind. Emil was calm and quiet, the perfect comforter. He would hold you and make you feel safe. While Mathias was fun, he would take you places and do things you would have never done on your own. They balanced each other out, two totally different people. And you were in love with both.