《》sundays-ukai
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you love sundays.
nothing happens.
you don't have work.
and neither does he.
you open your eyes a little letting your eyes adjust to the sun shining threw the window.
you take a deep breath in and out.
you felt his hands wrap around your waist
sleepily holding you.
your back facing his chest.
you smile a little and turn to face him.
as you get comfortable facing him, his grip on your waist tightens pulling you closer to his bare chest.
you giggle quietly to yourself.
and rest your head on his chest taking him all in.
everything about him is amazing to you.
the way his skin feels
his hair
his fingers
his smiles
even his evil one when he is being dirty
the way you feel when he holds you, this is a feeling you don't ever want to live without.
you drift back to sleep in his arms.
couple hours later you're hungry.
as you open your eyes a little once again getting use to the light coming in through the window.
you rub your eyes and look at your sleeping boyfriend.
you smile and rub your thumb on his cheek.
you sit up to stretch when his arms around your waist pull you back down.
"o-h"
you flop back down to the bed.
"5 more minutes"
you barely hear your sleepy boyfriend say in your neck.
kissing it softly.
"but i'm hungry"
"no"
you give in very easily.
curling back up with your boyfriend wrapping your body around a each other's.
5 minutes turn to 15.
ruining the moment your stomach growls.
he sighs letting you go
knowing you'll get cranky if not feed.
you stand up looking for his shirt to slip on your body.
grabbing his shirt he wore last night
you put it on and look back over at your boyfriend who was staring at you with a sleepy smile.
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you stick your tongue out at him and leave the room.
you turn on the stove to make some eggs.
cracking the eggs on the pain you hum and sway your hips as you wait.
scarring you a bit
your boyfriend has wrapped his arms around your waist leaning his head on your shoulder.
he hums in your ear as you finish yours and his breakfast.
you put on plates and hand him one.
his eyes are barely open.
you sigh with a head tilt and give him a kiss on the cheek and went back towards his room.
him knowing you're about to eat in his bed.
he follows.
you two climb in bed with your breakfast and turn the news on like old people.
you two finish your breakfast and go back to cuddling.
"we should go back to bed"
"keishin, it's 12:30"
you laugh at your lazy boyfriend.
but don't have any problems with his idea.
{knock knock}
"ukai, boys are here to see you"
ukai grunts loudly standing up to open the door.
there standing in front of his bedroom door was the short orange boy and the tall grumpy boy.
you lean off the bed to see better.
your boyfriends hair all over the place with out his headband.
only wearing joggers.
you couldn't help but laugh
the boys look at you at the same time
"hello miss"
you wave at ukai's boys.
"can we have the gym keys?"
your boyfriend now annoyed angrily grabs the gym keys off his nightstand and puts it in the grump boys hand.
"bring it back when done"
"and make sure you lock up this time"
the boys salute ukai.
"YES SIR!"
and on that note your boyfriend slams the door in there face.
he shuffles back to you and climbs back into bed with you wrapping his arms around you.
you say while wrapping your arms around him.
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