This was supposed to be a fluffy, sexy story as a present for Ty-chu, but it went serious on me. Warnings for swearing and just a little bit of f/f. Named in homage to the song "Tired of Being Sorry" by Ringside. Oddly enough, bits of the song lyrics almost fit. ("Maybe you were right/But baby I was lonely/I don't want to fight/I'm tired of being sorry")
Don't be thrown off by the first part of this. It's the second half that's the meat of the story.
I think this aptly conveys how I feel when I'm walking around alone at night. It really is like a waking dream, sometimes.