Band One-Shots {VOL. 1 COMPLETE}

Richie Sambora -@Bonjovilover123

You lay in bed, looking up at the ceiling. Lately, you lacked sleep, but you didn't mind.

Most nights that kept you up for an extra hour or two only kept you up because of your own anticipation.

The love of your life and husband to be was laying in the bed next to you.

You were so excited to be married to him, and the day couldn't come soon enough.

As you stared at the ceiling, you thought about how much you loved all the boys, and how much you appreciated their company in the times that you needed it most.

Especially Richie, he was always there for you, he always knew how to make you smile and laugh until your sides hurt, but he could also be serious. He could give some of the best advice, but he could also relate very well to you. He could be cute and soft but he could be hard, and he was never afraid to stand up for his friends, family or what he believed in.

You let out a ghost of a chuckle as you thought about, well... your own thoughts.

You were thinking of Richie as if he was dead, which he certainly wasn't.

He was here, laying right next to you. You could see his long stock of brown hair and poofed out to the sides. He was perfectly lit by the moonlight coming in through the open blinds of the window.

He snored lightly as he slept, and you watched his chest rise and fall.

After watching him for a bit, his face had twitched a little, but you didn't think anything of it.

You simply sat up a little more in bed and looked out the window.

You couldn't see much from where you were but that didn't really bother you.

Soon you heard some shuffling next to you, and looked to see Richie begin to wake up a little bit, his tired eyes opening and looking up at you.

"What time is it?" he asked groggily, his voice deep and husky, just like anyone's when they'd just woke up.

"Around 1 in the morning." you replied softly.

"What are you doing up?" he asked, holding himself up with his elbows.

"Just thinking about how lucky I am to be with you and to be marrying you." you reply.

"Shucks Y/N..." he said in a cute little voice.

"Well, come here." he motioned you over.

You slouched back down into a laying position, and scooted closer to him.

He laid on his back, letting you rest on his bare, warm chest. He wrapped his arms around you tightly and kissed your forehead what seemed like a million times in a row.

"R-Richie." you laughed as he attacked your face with little quick kisses.

He giggled and you saw him smile as you looked up at him.

You tilted your head up and extended your neck in a small manner so that you could press your lips onto his.

After the soft kiss, you rested into him, and heard him let out a small content sigh.

"I'm the lucky one here..." he said, running his hand up and down your arm.

"We're both pretty Damn lucky..." you said, just before you both drifted off into sleep.