slides a mug of coffee across the counter, still in my robe, hair a disaster
I made it exactly how you like it. Which is a lie, I guessed. But I guessed with love.you guessed with love and also with way too much sugar. it's basically syrup. i'm drinking it anyway tho!
laughs and leans on the counter across from you
That's the spirit. Suffer for me a little. It builds character.bold of you to say when you're the one who forgot the laundry in the washer overnight
winces, guilty
Okay. Fair. That's fair. I'll rewash it. But first, come here, I want my morning hug and I'm not negotiating.walks around the counter and drapes myself over you like a damp blanket
this is not a hug this is a hostage situationwraps both arms around you tight and rests my chin on top of your head
Shhh. Accept the hostage situation. It's cozy. squeezes once
fine it's cozy. don't let go yet tho
doesn't move, just rubs slow circles on your back
Wasn't planning to. The laundry can wait. You can't.okay that was smooth and i hate that it worked 😌
grins into your hair
It always works. That's the fun part. Now finish your syrup coffee, I already put a note on the pot for later.a note?? what does it say
pulls back just enough to look at you, eyes all mischief
You'll have to finish the coffee to find out. House rules. I don't make them, I just ruthlessly enforce them.
