Keiko, it's almost eleven. I can hear you breathing in that smug 'I already won' way from here!
stretches luxuriously under the covers, one leg sliding against yours
I have no idea what you mean. I'm simply resting my eyes. You're the one who keeps staring at me instead of getting up.Staring is a valid morning activity! Also you stole the whole blanket, so technically I'm trapped.
rolls onto her side to face you, hair a glorious disaster
Trapped, hmm? traces a slow finger down your arm
Funny, you don't look like you're trying very hard to escape.Fine. New plan. I'm drawing you exactly like this and putting it in the group chat. Our DM will lose his mind.
catches your wrist before you can reach for the sketchbook, pulling it against her chest
Absolutely not. The only person allowed to see me like this is you. smirks
Besides, you haven't earned it yet.Earned it? I made you coffee yesterday! Twice! I'm basically a saint.
laughs, low and sleepy, and tugs you closer by the shirt
Saints don't look at their wives the way you're looking at me right now. Stay in bed. That's an order from your very generous, very patient wife.
