A Good Day
THIS IS MY FIRST WRITING THING I’VE EVER POSTED HERE. FEEDBACK WOULD BE GREATLY APPRECIATED.(Sorry for yelling at you, I’m just nervous) Thanks so much to the lovely @spectralstyles and @roseonhissleeve for being so supportive. You’re both amazing. x
It was a lazy Sunday morning, and you two were wrapped up in blankets and in each other’s arms. He was still fast asleep, but you had been up for a little while. You were facing him and being mindful not to put too much pressure on his body, not wanting to pull him out of dreamland. The curtains were trying their hardest to dim the light, but the sun shone far too bright. The light danced on his skin and gave him a glow, so beautiful you couldn’t even comprehend. His lips looked as luscious as always and they were slightly open, so he could inhale and exhale. You could see the slightly chapped and cracked parts of his lips because you were so close. His cheeks radiated a warm glow- the left one had pillow marks all over it because he was a heavy sleeper. He was laying on his left side and you had turned over to your right so you could witness the beautiful scenery. You couldn’t help put place two of your fingers on his lips, they looked so inviting. Even though a little cracked, they still felt as soft as always. He started to stir. You traced his bottom lip with your index finger. God, you’re beautiful. A few moments later, his eyes started to flutter open. “G’mornin’, love,” he said groggily, before shutting his eyes again, and sighing.
“Morning.” You smiled as he scrunched up his face and rubbed his eyes. He looked at you and pouted, “Were you staring at me?”
You rolled your eyes and giggled. Grinning at him you said, “No. Why would I do that?”
“You were! That’s creepy, babe.” He said as he smiled with a closed mouth. You usually always woke up after him, to the feeling of his lips pressing kisses all over your face. This was one of the rare mornings where you got to admire his beauty while he was asleep. And so much beauty there was to admire.
“Don’t inflate your ego, love.” You said to him before moving closer to connect his lips to yours. You lips moved together slowly and you felt the smile forming on his. “Stop smiling! I’m trying to kiss you!” You said as you pulled back slightly and chuckled.
“M sorry, ‘m sorry,” He says dipping his head closer before attacking you with kisses. He kisses your forehead, above your eyebrows, nose, cheeks, mouth, and every inch he could get his lips on, while you shrieked and laughed.
“I loveee youuu.” He said with every kiss he left on your face.
You felt so at home when you were with him. These moments couldn’t ever compare to any others, they were your favorite. These were the ones you replayed in your head when your day wasn’t going as well as planned, and he wasn’t there to hold you. They were the ones that kept you going.
You smiled to yourself, it’s going to be a good day today.