I woke up and somehow Michael managed to stay close, with his arm over my stomach. He looked so precious, he makes out to be this big bad lad, but really, at heart, he's a sweetheart. I don't really want to wake him up, I'll just leave him for a while.
A couple of minutes later a black cat with one white paw strolled in, jumped up on the bed and Nuzzled my face. It was quite difficult stroking the cat without waking Michael up.
I slightly turned around to check up on the sleeping boy and it turns out he was already awake.
"Good morning sleeping beauty" I teased. He pulled his hand up to my mouth to hush me, he laughed and moved his hand back down by my side.
"You didn't tell me you had a cat Michael, what's her name?"
"I didn't think it was important and her name is Lunar" he said in his deep morning voice.
"Of course its important, I love cats! You should already know this." I said, playfully poking his sides, causing him to squirm.
"I did, I did already know that, I remember most things about you, kitten" he laughed.
"Kitten? Did you just called me kitten?" I blushed at the thought, being called kitten is one of the sweetest things ever in my opinion, I mean, everyone loves kittens.
"Uhh... Yeah, yeah I did, do you mind it?" He questioned, and then he placed a kiss on my neck.
"Oh I love it Michael, but now I need a name for you" I smiled and hugged him tightly.
