Requested by Anon:
I love your writting! I was wondering could u write something about Zach Fucale? something cute like a lazy morning together?
*Hiii! Thank you so much! I hope you like this one. Rather short but I swear it’s sweet and cute. :) Enjoy!!*
Word count: 773
Why does it feel like it’s still six in the morning when
your body clock is telling you that it’s almost noon? Rolling on your back, you
reached for your phone to look at the time and, true enough, it’s eleven
thirty-eight. Groaning, you pushed the covers off and started to sit up.
You haven’t even straightened when an arm gripped your waist
and pulled you back into the bed, trapping you with his leg and arm.
his nose against your neck and murmured sleepily, “where you goin?”