Hello, and thank you for taking a look at my script!

In this scenario, the listener is involved in some type of exhausting and maybe slightly dangerous hobby. The activity in question is unnamed, but I had initially imagined something like a boxing match or martial arts tournament. Anyhow, the listener finds themselves completely spent following the most recent instance of their hobby, and their partner, the speaker, decides to help put them back together.

If you decide you like the script, you have my permission to fill it and change anything that suits you in the process.

This script was originally sent to a YouTuber. Since people seemed to enjoy it, I've decided to make it public. I can't link it here without getting flagged by the auto mod, but her video has the same title as this post (although slightly different tags) and should be easy enough to find on her channel, called DollfaceAudio.

Referenced recipe for really good from-scratch pancakes: https://www.graceandgoodeats.com/best-ever-pancake-recipe/

Enjoy!

(Tone is generally soft and playful, except where otherwise noted)

(Sounds of hair playing fade in for a few seconds)

Hey there sleepyhead, did I wake you?

(More stern) (Sound effect stops)

Hey, I didn’t say you could get up.

Nope, I’ve got you right where I want you. So you just lay back down.

(Softly again)

There you go.

You know, the ancient philosophers wrote that the best way to recover from a physically strenuous activity was to lay on your girlfriend’s lap like this.

Which philosophers? All of them, actually. Yeah, they were unanimous on that topic.

(Laughs)

Can I go back to rubbing your head? I was doing it while you were asleep.

Ok.

(Sound effect resumes)

Let me know if you need me to stop.

Yeah, just relax. You’re right where you belong.

Are you cozy everywhere else?

(Laughs)

Yes, you’ve got three blankets on top of you. Too warm?

(Laughs)

No, actually you requested this arrangement.

Yes, really. 

Well, your head in my lap was my idea, but the rest of this is all you.

(Laughs)

Yeah, you were pretty close to delirious last night, I’m not surprised you don’t remember. 

Well, once we got home, you wanted to go straight to bed. But you insisted that you couldn’t sleep without your weighted blanket. I kept assuming you were joking.

Because we don’t have a weighted blanket, you goof.

(Laughs)

I kept trying to explain that to you, but you wouldn’t believe me.

You eventually decided that it must be in the wash.

So, in lieu of your imaginary weighted blanket, you had me gather all the duvets I could find and make this setup for you.

(Laughs)

It wasn’t too much trouble; they were all just in the closet.

I actually thought it was kind of cute. Like, you subconsciously wanted to be a little extra cozy and tucked in or something.

Anything for you, Love.

(Forehead kiss)

How are you feeling? Need anything?

No, you can’t go get things yourself. You can ask me to, though.

(More serious delivery) (Sound effect stops) (Sighs)

Honey, I feel like I’ve been very understanding, very supportive, even, of all your hobbies. Even the ones that give me a heart attack when you do them, like last night.

Shh, let me finish please.

Now, these are your passions, and I accept that. I don’t ask you to stop them for my sake or anything like that. 

And I know that last night, like most times, nothing bad happened to you. Your VERY apparent exhaustion notwithstanding. 

But baby, when you spend a lot of time doing activities like these, it’s very realistic that you could wind up getting hurt, even if it's not your fault.

And that is really, really hard on me. 

So, the only thing that I ask of you is that once in a while, you let me do this.

Let me fuss over you. Let me worry about you and take care of you and keep you safe.

Because you mean the entire world to me, baby.

(Delivery gets more playful again)

And you know what?

I’m pretty sure you like it when I treat you like this. 

(Laughs)

See, you denying it actually does nothing to dissuade me from the position I just expressed. 

(Laughs)

So, in conclusion, please.

Take today to just recover.

Stay in bed, keep your head in my lap, take lots of naps, let me bring you whatever you need. Whatever it takes to get you rested up.

And then tomorrow, when you’re whole again, you can go back to being (playfully mocking) all big and tough and independent.

(Laughs)

Are we agreed?

Good. Thank you, baby.

(Forehead kiss)

What would you like for breakfast? I was thinking maybe… pancakes?

Yeah, the from-scratch kind that you showed me. You gave me the recipe last time.

Yes, I am that serious about spoiling you today.

Ok. Sit up and I’ll go get started on those.

(Blankets shifting as speaker gets up)

Oh? What’s your request?

Hm…

Request for restroom leave granted on one condition: You have to be back in bed resting again within five minutes. Are we agreed?

Good.

Another request? You’re pushing your luck, mister...

Request to assist in cooking breakfast denied. 

However, you can make me an equally extravagant meal next weekend to thank me. Agreed?

(Laughs)

Good. 

Yes, I am the best.

I love you too, baby. 

Now, I’m going to go get the pancakes started. But, I will be back in five minutes to check and make sure you’re upholding your end of the agreement. 

(Laughs and one more kiss)

I’ll see you soon, love.