𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 - 𝐤𝐬𝐢 & 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞
requested by JazSilvaGuendouzi
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𝐲𝐚𝐳𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 loved sunday mornings: the slow, loving tiredness of them, the way she never had to do anything (and the fact that she usually had charlie all to herself after the match the day before).
but that day 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 woke up and chose violence: yazmine was abruptly woken up by a pillow smacking her over the head.
'charlie!' she groaned, burying her head under her pillow, just before he wrenched it from her grasp and started hitting her with that one as well.
'you are so going to pay for that!' yazmine sat up, rubbing her eyes and grabbing another pillow. in one swift move she was standing up, and she began pelting charlie with the pillow.
'that's what you get for waking me up at this time on a sunday morning!' she laughed as charlie attempted to hide under the duvet.
'i surrender, i surrender!' came charlie's muffled voice. yazmine fell down on the bed next to him, laughing as she tried to get her breath back.
'not!' charlie cried, leaping out from under the duvet and raining a storm of pillow blows down on her once again.
'you cheat!' yazmine yelled, grabbing her pillow again and aiming for charlie's legs, 'you can't do that!'
'says who?' charlie responded, 'i don't remember you being the master of pillow fights.'
'excuse me, i think you'll find that when it comes to pillow fights i am far superior.' yazmine said grandly, 'you're just lucky i've decided to go easy on you today, given that i've just woken up.'
charlie rolled his eyes playfully, 'well i suggest we resume this pillow fight later, it's made me very hungry and i'm craving pancakes.'
yazmine cheered. charlie made the best pancakes, and the rare occasions that he made them for her were always amazing.
'come on then, let's go make breakfast!' yazmine grabbed charlie's hand and pressed a kiss to his lips, before pulling him towards the kitchen, where their breakfast was waiting.
