Soft Headphones For Sleeping Novels & Stories

he says, his eyebrows going up with his honestly. I gasp, and smack him a little on the chest, which makes him laugh. “It was a very gentle snore!” he insists, grinning. “Rhythmic! Honestly, Iris, you could make ASMR videos for a very specific type of consumer –“ “Oh, shut up,” I mutter, even though I’m laughing too, just a little. And I sigh, and curl up next to him again where I was all night, my head on his chest. I groan a little at the tense feeling at the back of my head – the result of too much stress and whiskey, too little water and sleep.

I glance at the door before turning my face away from it. "Seli, I know you're in there. Open the door." Williams persistent voice kept sounding at the door. Ignoring the knock, I pick up my earpiece from the table, connecting it to phone. I fell on the bed, scroll down my phone to the music folder and the playing a music with the eyepiece in my ear. With the earpiece in my ear and the music still playing, I didn't know when I drifted off to sleep. I slept well and dreamlessly that night. No nightmares. The next day, i woke up in my bed, with my phone earpiece still attached to my ear.

She explains. “I see. Thank you for this.” She nods and returns to her seat. I pull out a very soft neck pillow first and rub it against my face to test for softness, as one does. After I conclude it is satisfactory I wrap it around my neck and move on to the next item. There is a sleeping eye mask, ear plugs and a thin blanket as well. I pull everything out and set myself up for a good nap. After Artemis and I slept together for the first time he’s been…ravenous. Hence the quicky in the bathroom. I’m not complaining but wow. Are all men like that?

She was still in her office wear but she was fast asleep. Josh rested on the door looking at her small frame. Now he knew why she didn't answer. He walked towards the sleeping beauty to help her remove her shoes and at least cover her from the cold. She must have been so exhausted due to work. He gently took off her shoes and was about to cover her with the duvet when he saw she had her airpods on. Knowing it wasn't safe while sleeping, he removed them from her ears but paused when he heard the melody softly voicing out from the airpods. He wore them and heard the music...

What a life! I go to bed as early as 9 to ensure I have enough sleep before Toff comes home from his date, and keeps me up all night with his night activity. I did complain to him which the following week I was gifted with a pink limited-edition Bose noise-cancellation headphone. Yes, it's very helpful. But I still can't sleep with those giant headphones on my ears thats why I opt for sleeping early and covering my ears with the headphones once I got woken up by the screaming and slapping and so many kinky stuff I have yet to understand.

On top of that, the bedding smelled weird, like some kind of strong, flowery fabric softener, and the blankets weren’t heavy enough to calm my nerves. I used to have a weighted blanket, but it had gotten lost somewhere, in one of our many moves. All of these things were like sandpaper assaulting my senses. I reached for my phone and found my white-noise playlist. I selected my favorite Tibetan singing bowls and rain and turned up the volume until I no longer noticed the other sounds. I tried to lay still and focus on my breathing. But even with all that, it was still after 2:00 AM when I finally dropped off to sleep.

She could hear something just above that, too, the sound of familiar voices calling. Her parents, shouting out her name, closer, closer... searching when they hadn’t been able to find her. Their cries becoming frantic the louder and nearer they came. They were calling her name, demanding that she answer them. But she couldn’t; she was just too tired, and she knew already she was on the grass, laying there fast asleep. Knew also, sadly, that she would not be able to answer those calls for a long, long time.

It was already one in the morning but Ziva was unable to sleep because the thought of being alone didn't let her in peace. She changed her sleeping position more than hundreds of times until now. Finally, she gets up, opens the side table drawer removes her mobile and plugin the earphones started listening to music. It helps her mind to cool down and God knows when she dozed off to sleep.

His eyes met mine, but he looked away almost immediately like he was ashamed to look at me. That night, I went to sleep wearing my headphones and playing a podcast of my mom’s voice, hoping it would help me sleep well without needing anyone in my bed. Even though I slept really late, it still worked. ******************* I woke up to the buzzing of my phone on the nightstand. Groggily, I pulled off my headphones and answered the call without looking at the caller ID. “Uhmm, good morning,” I mumbled, my eyes still heavy with sleep.

I sighed and caressed his hair, patting him like a cat or a baby. It was until I heard him snoring a bit. But then, I heard from the doctor that a snore is a bad one. So, I bought a mouth table and tapped his lips. He woke up from it. “Hmm?” “Just use it. Let’s test if you’ll be able to sleep well with it.” “Hmm,” He goes back to sleep. I turned off the television and adjusted to the pillows. I continue patting him. He adjusted and pulled the duvet.