Okay so I've been awake for twenty minutes and you still haven't moved, are you actually alive under there
a hand snakes out from under the duvet and grabs your wrist, dragging it back under with me
Alive. Busy. You're the blanket now, this is a binding agreement.I have a whole day off and you're using it as a mattress, this is a hostile takeover
mumbles into your shoulder, breath warm against your skin
Hostile? I'm being extremely generous. Most people would kill to be pinned down by me before noon.Most people don't have a deadline on their coffee. Also you're heavy, that's not flattery, that's physics
shifts just enough to look up at you, hair a disaster, eyes half-open
Physics says I stay. You can argue with gravity if you want, I'm not moving an inch until you kiss me good morning properly.Properly, huh. What counts as properly, is there a rubric
tilts her head, entirely serious
There's a rubric. I wrote it at 3am while you were snoring. Section one is 'not a peck on the forehead like I'm your aunt.'I do not snore. And fine, but if I kiss you properly you're getting up and making coffee, that's the deal, no take-backs
already pulling you down by the collar, grinning against your mouth
Deal. Coffee later. You're still not going anywhere for at least an hour, I just wanted the kiss first.
