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Watson groaned, putting his face in his hands. The deadline for his work wasn’t for a couple of weeks, but still he figured that getting a head start on it would be a good idea. Figured being the key word here, as even focusing on the darn thing was too much for him. In fact, everything was too much for him, he couldn’t even begin to read his work, the lights in his office were too bright, even the sounds of the street outside were too much. He could feel the beginning of a meltdown, which meant that he was definitely not going to get anything done! He just…
Watson let out a deep sigh, he needed some time to space out. Well, he needed Claire is what. And wouldn’t you know it, not more than two seconds after he thought that, a knock came from the office door.
“Watson? Are you ok? You haven’t responded to my texts!”
Huh? Watson groggily checked his phone, seeing quite a few missed texts from her.
He quickly shot a text back, telling her she could come in.
She poked her head in the room, gently poking Watson, who was flopped over his desk in defeat.
“Too much today?”
He nodded softly. Claire hummed, petting him gently on the head.
“Is it baby time?”
He nodded again, a small whine emanating from him.
“Well, how about we get in our jammies and have a cozy day today? Would you like that?”
He nodded a third time, getting up and following Claire to their bedroom. Claire opened their wardrobe, grabbing a pair of pyjamas for the both of them.
“Do you need help getting dressed?” She asked, handing him his pyjamas, a grey onesie with white accents around the sleeves and collar.
Watson shook his head, and Claire turned to give him some privacy as they dressed.
Once the two had dressed up properly for a comfy day in, Watson grabbed his favorite stuffed animal from the bed and followed Claire out into the living room.
Watson sat down on the couch, nestling himself into one of the corners, Claire wrapping a couple of blankets around the boy. She softly hummed, grabbing the television remote. Let’s see… they hadn’t watched this movie in a while, plus it was Watson’s favorite!
“I’m gonna go make some snacks, you just get cozy okay?” She gently pat Watson on the head before heading to the kitchen.
“Mkay, thank you mommy..” He mumbled in response, curling his tail around himself for added security.
Now, it was widely known Claire couldn’t cook (she was glad Watson liked to cook), but man she could make some mean apple slices. She was glad she had a friend to teach her.
She set the plate of apples down next to Watson, who wiggled his ears excitedly, starting to softly much the treat.
The two watched the movie in silence, Watson occasionally piping in with things he noticed. Eventually Claire noticed that said comments had stopped, replaced with soft snoring.
She chuckled, usually Watson would “come back” to adulthood, or fall asleep halfway through whatever they were watching, and it seems that today was the later.
Claire softly pet his head, he really had been working too much recently… but for right now she just decided to let her baby sleep.