Pov y/n

The next morning after Thanksgiving was calm and we spent it eating breakfast together and listening to Rose telling us about her dream and to Flo being surprised how comfortable the couch is.

It made all of us laugh but she insisted that it was just as comfy as a real bed.

After that, Flo and Rose played a little while the rest of us adults helped Scarlett to clean the kitchen and wash up the dishes from yesterday.

We spend a calm morning and decided to go for a little walk in the park after that. Rose looked adorable all cuddled up in her jacket, scarf, hat and gloves. She ran around a lot, pointing out different things to each one of us.

Lizzie and Robbie walked hand in hand next to Rose, listening to her explain something. Flo, Scarlett and I followed them and I smiled to myself when Scarlett took my hand and pulled me a little closer to her.

I mean, she usually likes to have me close and cuddle me but her behavior yesterday and today lets me believe, that she may be a tiny bit jealous of Flo, for whatever reason. But as long as it doesn't seem to bother her more than a bit, I keep my mouth shut, if she needs to talk about it, she will.

We expanded our walk, well drive later on, to the aquarium for my shift there and I said my goodbye's to Flo, Lizzie and Robbie since they left later that day. Scarlett glared a little at Flo, when she hugged me and that's all I needed to be sure that Scar was somehow jealous.

I also said goodbye to Rose because her dad picked her up later that day.

During my shift, my phone buzzed a few times and when I had a break, I took a look at it and smile widely, my heart filling with joy when I saw the pictures of Scarlett, Rose and me that Chris took yesterday.

For a few seconds I just gazed at the pictures and got this warm, fuzzy feeling inside me to have found my family.

I shook my head to bring me back to reality and made one of those pictures my background before going back to work.

Luckily it was Friday, so only one day with work before the weekend. I was really looking forward to this weekend, not because the week was so stressful or so but because Scarlett wanted to have her home-spa-day on this weekend and I was excited to spend the day with her and spoil her.

Since I went to her place after my shift was done, I stayed over and had the chance to make her breakfast in bed.

Well, technically I had the chance, practically I'm still in bed with her, cuddling her and drawing random patterns onto her arm.

We pretty much woke up at the same time, so when I wanted to get up, she pouted and pulled me back into her.

I don't mind at all, I love staying in bed with her and starting the day with a lot of cuddles.

Her head rests on my chest and her arm is hugging me.

After a few more minutes her grip becomes loose and I can feel her breath evened out. I smile to myself and kiss the top of her head, she fell back asleep, maybe I can still make her breakfast in bed.

Careful to not wake her, I unwrap myself from her and replace myself with a pillow that she hugs. It looks very cute and for a few seconds I just adore her before I sneak out of the room to go downstairs.

I look through the cabinets to find everything I need and heat up a pan to make her scrambled eggs.

We cleaned up the rest yesterday, which was pretty exhausting but now everything is clean. One reason more for me to spoil Scar today, she put so much effort into organizing her birthday and Thanksgiving and cleaning it all up.

While the eggs cook, I mix the pancake batter and cut up some fruits. I hum to myself while plating the eggs and cleaning out the pan before using it for the pancakes.

The smell of breakfast waves through the house and I smile, happy to bring it all up to Scarlett in a bit. Standing here and preparing breakfast somehow already feels normal after all the nights I spent here and all the mornings I helped Scarlett to prepare it. Most of the time Rose was there as well but we also had our mornings alone.

I brew coffee while waiting for the pancakes to be ready and grin proudly when I throw one up and catch it, a successful flip.

When the pancakes are all done, I continue chopping fruits and put them into a bowl. I get a tray and put the eggs, pancakes and fruits on there, adding maple sirup and the finished coffee.

Careful not to trip and spill anything, I bring it upstairs and when I see Scarlett still sleeping, I smile and put the tray down on my nightstand.

I slowly crawl into bed and adore my sleeping girlfriend for a few seconds before I lower my lips to meet her soft skin. I place a few kisses on her face and with a happy hum, she stirs awake and opens her eyes that shine with pure happiness at me.

"I could get used to being woken up like this." She whispers, her voice still raspy from her sleep. I chuckle a little.

"Well, I could get used to it too." I reply and she smiles lazily at me.

"Why did you leave me with this cheap replacement?" She asks and lets go of the pillow, pouting at me. My eyes soften and I lean down to kiss her nose, making it scrunch up adorably.

"Because I wanted to make you breakfast in bed." I explain and her eyes widen and she looks around the bedroom.

When she spots the tray, her smile grows even more and she makes grabby hands towards it. I laugh at her antics and sit down next to her to grab the tray and place it on my lap, waiting for her to sit up as well.

Her eyes look at all the food I made but she first takes her coffee and takes a sip, humming at the taste.

"You really do know how to make coffee." She says and smiles behind her cup. I shake my head a little with a soft expression.

"I just pressed the button on your machine and added a bit of sugar and milk." I wave it off but Scarlett shakes her head.

"Don't be humble now, you somehow manage to always find the perfect mix of milk and sugar and it just makes the coffee perfect." She disagrees and this time I take the compliment and kiss her temple in return. Scar eyes the food on the tray and then looks at me.

"What would you want to have first?" She asks and puts her cup down, looking back at the tray.

"I'll take whatever you have." I say and she nods before deciding on the pancakes. She dripples some sirup above them before cutting off a slice and putting it in her mouth. Her eyes roll up at the taste and she looks at me, nodding approvingly.

"Those are heavenly." She says after swallowing and I giggle.

"Then you bought a good pancake mix." I say and cut off a piece for myself before eating it. It really tastes amazing and I completely understand her reaction.

"Oh come on, as if you didn't add anything? They usually don't taste this good when I make them." She complains and I bop her nose with my finger.

"My secret ingredient is...drum roll please...love." I say and she rolls her eyes at me playfully before huffing.

"I put love into my pancakes too." She grumbles and I laugh, cutting up a slice and holding it up to her.

"I know, babe." I say and she sighs and takes the bite.

Her mood automatically lifts when she chews and the complaint is forgotten. We eat the rest of the pancakes and eggs, feeding each other every once in a while to be extra cheesy but we both love it.

The fruits are left over but I don't mind since we can snack them later. I put the tray back onto the nightstand and Scarlett rests her head on my shoulder, taking my hand and playing with my fingers.

"So, what is the plan for today?" She asks and looks up at me. I smile and brush some hair out of her face.

"Well, whatever you want, love bug. But since it's your home-spa-day, I thought maybe a massage, a nice bath and some cuddles? I could also paint your nails, I'm just not very skilled in that but I'll try my best. I could also create some homemade face masks." I add and she chuckles a little.

"Bath, cuddles and massage sounds very nice." She agrees and I smile, kissing her hair.

"Then we'll do that. Maybe not in that order though. The bath may be a nice idea after the massage, to fully relax your muscles and wash off that massage oil." I think out loud and she looks at me in surprise.

"What massage oils?" She asks and sits up a little more to be able to look at me better.

"Did you really think I'd gift you a home-spa-day and not buy massage oil?" I ask with a playful glare.

"I mean, no, not really. I just thought you'd massage me normally and not extra fancy." She admits and I can still see the surprise in her eyes.

"Well, I want it to be extra fancy, just to add to the specialty of this day." I explain and pull her a little closer, kissing her lips. She returns the kiss and smiles into it. We pull away and she cups my face with her hands, nothing but love in her eyes.

"Thank you." She whispers and gives me another sweet kiss.

We cuddled a little while longer, until she needs to use the bathroom and I also get up to bring the tray back into the kitchen, leaving the fruits upstairs though for us to snack on later.

Since we plan on staying inside today, I decide on some sweatpants and a hoodie, both of course, from Scarlett. I could technically even wear my own clothes since Scarlett insisted on keeping some here but I have a feeling they are more for herself than for me but I don't mind at all, I think it's cute.

When I'm dressed, I go to my bag and look through it for the needed utensils.

The sound of a door opening makes me turn around and I smile at Scarlett who also got dressed, well she at least changed the shirt, she still wears the short sweatpants she wore for the night.

"I am ready for a massage." She beams and I smile.

"Coming right up, I'm currently looking for the massage oil." I let her know and turn back to search my bag.

Her arms sneak around my waist and she rests her chin on my shoulder before kissing my neck. I giggle a little since it tickles a bit and feel her smile against my skin.

"What is the other bottle?" She asks when I pull out the oil and I glance back into my back before turning around in her arms.

"Bath oil." I answer and her eyes soften even more.

"But I do own bath stuff, you know?" She whispers and I hum.

"I know but this is your home-spa-day, so I bought a new one to create the illusion of you being in a real spa where you don't know the smell." I explain and her lips curl into a smile.

"You are the cutest girlfriend alive, do you know that?" She whispers and I blush a little at her adoring tone and shrug. She kisses me in return and when her hands move down and squeeze my butt, I squeak a little into the kiss, making her smirk.

"Alright, you wanna be naughty?" I whisper into the small space between us. Her eyes sparkle with a new found emotion and she nods.

"Then get on the bed and undress, darling." I whisper and see goosebumps appear on her skin, making me smirk at the effect a few words have on her. But before she can move out of the hug, I kiss her cheek.

"I mean, we don't want the massage oil to get on your clothes." I add and she needs a second to understand what I mean and groans before playfully pushing me away.

"Fine." She sighs and gets a towel from the bathroom to place beneath her so we won't spill it onto the bed.

I grin a little and push away the covers, so she can lay on a flat surface. She puts the towel down and then turns to me. Without saying anything, she pulls the sweater over her head and I bite my lip when I see she isn't wearing a bra.

"My eyes are up here, angel and besides, you said you wanted to massage me." She teases and I swallow and look up at her, nodding.

She does know how to get me back and how to maybe make me regret my words from early.

No, I shake my head, this is about her and making her relaxed and spoiling her. I push any other thoughts aside and watch as she lays down on the bed, resting her head on her arms.

"I have to warn you though, I never had a class or anything like that on how to massage properly, so I hope it doesn't suck." I admit and she chuckles a little.

"Don't worry baby, I'm sure you'll do great." She assures me and I smile at her sweet words.

I put some of the oil into my hand and rub them together, so it won't be cold when it touches her back. When it feels warm enough, I slowly put my hands on her back and spread the oil, only lightly massaging her skin with it. As soon as I feel like it's all properly spread, I place my hands on her shoulders and slowly start to massage her.

"If you need or want more pressure, just tell me, I just don't want to hurt you." I let her know and she hums in acknowledgement before telling me I can apply more pressure.

I do so and a satisfied hum leaves her mouth, her head sinking further onto her hands. A smile forms on my lips as she seems to enjoy it and I massage her shoulders in slow circles.

"If you want, you can sit on top of me for better access." She mumbles and I smile and move to sit on her butt. A small chuckle leaves her mouth but turns into a sigh when I continue to massage her.

I can tell that she is tense and seems to really need this massage.

My movements stay slow, not feeling the need to rush this in any way and wanting it to be completely relaxing for her.

When I reach the middle of her back, I pour a bit more oil into my hands, warm it up and massage it into her skin.

With the oil, my hands glide over her back very smoothly and it feels very nice. All of this feels very nice, probably because it plays very well into my love language: touch.

Scarlett also seems to enjoy it as she seems very relaxed and calm, humming every once in a while. When I start to apply a bit more pressure, she lets out a sigh that almost sounds like a moan and I feel a little flame igniting in my abdomen. But I ignore that and continue to massage her back, enjoying the skin contact and how calm this seems to make her.

Every time I get closer to her sides, she squirms a tiny bit and I move away a little but smile at her ticklishness.

To reach her lower back, I move down and sit on her thighs, careful not to put too much weight on them and hurt her.

When I'm all done with her back, I move my hands from the lowest part up to her shoulders before I place a little kiss onto her neck, the only part without oil.

Another hum leaves her lips and when I move my head to look at her, I can see that she has her eyes closed, which makes me smile softly.

"Do you want me to massage anything else?" I whisper and kiss her cheek. Her eyes flutter open a tiny bit and she nods.

"My legs?" She suggests with a lazy smile and I peck her lips before agreeing.

"Anything you want, my love." I mumble, not sure if she caught it or not. I move down to sit next to her legs but when she feels the matrass dip down, she opens them and I smile at the silent offer and sit between them.

"Can I push up your shorts a little, so there won't be any oil on them?" I ask and get a 'yes, of course' as reply, so I do as said.

Once again, I let the oil warm up in my hands before gently putting it on the back of her thighs.

I continue my slow pace and massage each of her legs with one hand, making sure I reach every spot.

But I pay attention not to slip too far between her legs since that is not what I'm here for.

Her muscles relax under my touch and when I massage her inner thighs, a little moan escapes her lips that I'm not sure if it was because of the massage or because it turned her on.

Either way, it did turn me on and I clench my legs together a little.

The sight of her fully relaxed on the bed makes me genuinely happy and I know, I picked exactly the right gift for her birthday. I mean, I would also do it if it wasn't a gift because seeing her like this is all I need for it to be worth it.

Slowly but surely I move down her legs and make sure to massage every spot and when I'm all done, her whole body glints a little from the oil. I crawl back up and lay down next to her, kissing her cheek, which slowly makes her open her eyes.

"This was so nice, thank you." She mumbles and smiles, still a little lazy.

"You're more than welcome, baby." I reply and kiss her nose at which her eyes start to sparkle at.

One of my hands rests on her back and I slowly start to draw random patterns. By the look in her eyes I can tell that she really likes it and a little hum leaves her mouth.

"Can we do this more often?" She asks and gives me puppy dog eyes. I chuckle silently but nod.

"Of course, after all, we still have a lot of oil that we need to use up." I agree and she grins happily.

We stay like this, the only change being that I moved closer to her and that she nuzzled her head into my neck, enjoying the light touch of my fingertips on her back.

I don't know how much time passed but eventually, I felt her shiver a little bit and turn my head to look at her.

"How about I make you a nice, hot bath, so you can warm up again and relax a little more?" I offer and she opens her eyes to look at me before nodding in agreement.

"You would have to let me go for that though." I chuckle and with a unhappy sigh, Scar lets go of me and I kiss her cheek before going to my bag to get the bath oil and prepare her the bathtub.

I let the water run into it and check the temperature before laying out towels for her to dry herself afterwards. I put her robe onto the sink, so she can easier reach it later on.

The ensuite fills with the smell of the bath oil and I smile before going back into the bedroom.

Scarlett still lays on the bed but now her eyes are open and she watches me as I come back. She's laying on her side and I have to keep myself from glancing at her bare chest.

"The tub is filling up and will soon be ready for you." I tell her and sit down next to her. She sits up as well, using the towel as a blanket that lays over her shoulders.

"It smells very nice." She observes before leaning closer to me, gently connecting her lips with mine.

I cup her face and kiss her back, keeping it gentle and sweet. When I pull away, a smile spreads on her lips and she pecks my cheek before getting up and by her movements I can tell that she is definitely more relaxed than last night, so my home-spa-day really helped her to relax.

"Do you want something to drink while you're in the bath?" I ask and she purses her lips in thought.

"Maybe some water?" She asks back and I nod before saluting, making her laugh.

"Water it is." I agree and she blows me a little kiss that I catch and pretend to put into my chest pocket that I don't have.

She smiles at that before turning around and going into the ensuite. I smile to myself and get up to grab her some water.

Downstairs I also grab some water for myself and bring the bottles upstairs again, placing mine on the dresser and taking the bowl of fruits into my hand.

I knock at the doorframe to her bathroom, since she left the door open but I still don't just want to walk in.

"Come in." She says and I walk inside, seeing her already looking at me.

The water softly waves around and over her body and Scarlett seems very relaxed. Her hair is tied up, so it won't get wet and she has a happy expression on her face.

"I brought you water and some fruits." I tell her and place both on the little counter close to her, so she can reach it. She smiles at me in thanks and takes a sip of the water.