paul mccartney~ smuts and fluffs

morning promt

the bright sunlight shone through the windows onto my eyes, waking me up suddenly. as i gained consciousness, i felt a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist and a smile forced its way onto my lips.

paul had returned from tour yesterday and was off work for two weeks. i turned around to face him, admiring him in his peaceful state. as if on que, his eyes fluttered open and he pulled me into his chest.

"morning, gorgeous." he whispered softly into my ear, making the hairs on my neck stand up in response.

"morning, love." i mumbled into his neck. "paulie, i have to get up it's morning." i told him whilst trying to escape his embrace but he kept tight ahold of me.

eventually, i broke free from his arms and rolled out of bed. paul stayed lying there closing his eyes once again.

"you can't go back to sleep, it's almost midday." i laughed at him. he grunted in response and i rolled my eyes.
"if you get up i'll make you pancakes." i offered knowing how much he loved them however, he gave me no response.

"fine, i'm going in the shower. i was gonna ask if you would join me but suit yourself-"  i was cut off by paul sitting up immediately and clumsily getting out of bed.

"no, i'll join you." he rambled, still half asleep. i couldn't help but giggle at him.

"you're ridiculous." i told him.

"but you love me," he said fluttering his long eyelashes at me.

"yes, for whatever reason. come on then." i kissed his cheek before walking over to the bathroom, looking back at him following me eagerly.

a/n- i'm sorry this is overdue and really short. i'll write something longer tomorrow i promise lol.