A Sweet Sleepover

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~Part II~

I couldn't help, but I keep giggling at how funny Abigail looked like squeezing in my mini blue. I was picturing she was like a giraffe stuck in my blue Ford Fiesta.

"What's so funny, Ro?" I heard the cutie purred on my neck as I giggled in her ticklish, "No, Ab. Stop doing this. Or we might get a crash."

"We're stuck in heavy traffic, we can relax." I craned my neck when she softly peppered kisses around my neck.

I gently held her head and said, "No, no. Please. I'm so embarrassing. Everyone will see us. You're killing me, Ab."

"Then, tell me what you're laughing at." She ignored me and continue snuggling her face on my neck as I surrendered, "I'm just thinking you look like Melman from Madagascar."

She finally pulled away and peck my face and chuckled, "Are you saying you're Gloria?"

I playfully rest a hand at the back of my head, rest another on my waist, tilted up my face, and made a quick posing, "What do you think?"

Abigail burst out laughing as I quickly held the sterling and started driving while the cars started moving. It was a very refreshing Christmas early in the morning and stuck in heavy traffic. I checked the time on the LCD screen it was already past 1 am.

By seeing a sea of cars on the road, I knew we to need to spend another hour driving back to my home. We already discussed our plan, we prefer spending time together with each other at my home rather than spending at the mall, parks which might be filled with crowds for the Christmas day.

Oh, you might be curious why we decided to stay at my home. Abigail was living with her parents and I was living alone. That's a great idea to have a girlfriend who was staying independently, right? Wink!

I didn't stay together with my parents because my parents' home was far away from my working place and I need to spend at least 3 hours driving back there.

We already went nearby convenience store to buy the snacks, packed foods, soft drinks, and Abigail's needs for preparing for our coming holiday. Both of us were overexcited about this and couldn't wait to have the movies marathon after a good sleep when we reached.

I hate traffic jams, I normally dash back home as usual during Christmas eve after work for avoiding traffic jams. But, tonight was an exception.

Listening to our favorite Christmas songs along with my favorite Cutie who was my sweet girlfriend now. Aww. I was still on cloud 9 whenever the idea was that she's my girlfriend. Like officially.       

While we were stuck in the road again, I gradually reached my hand on hers and threaded her fingers. I smiled when I felt she gently squeeze my hand. I wish I can see how she look like, but I have to focus on the road.

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"Which side do you usually sleep on?" I heard Abigail ask outside from my attached bathroom.

I was brushing my teeth and muffled, "Right side. Because lady is always right." I heard Abigail laughing from outside and said, "Is that mean we both will sleep on the right side?"

"If only you don't mind my weight on top of you," I said as I spit the foam of toothpaste, rinse my mouth, and washed my face as I heard Abigail squeal with her cute voice, "I can cuddle a soft tiny teddy bear for tonight."

I chuckled with shook my head as I walk to the door to take a facial tower to wipe my face. While I hang the facial towel on it, I saw Abigail's carnation pink bra hang next to my facial towel.

"Are you done?" Abigail asked softly from outside as I only hummed and cupped the cups of her bra with my hands. The size is just right for my hands. I pressed my lips with nodded my head in approval. 

"Ro?"

"Yea, coming," I said out loud and quickly walked out from the bathroom and slightly froze when I witness she was laying in my favorite spot of our bed with my simple plain white baggy t-shirt and black shorts. I gulped when the clothes clad on her revealed her lean and long limbs, and I shouldn't give her a white shirt!

I tried to brush off the thoughts as I strolled toward our bed and I climbed on my left side. I tugged in our bed and I suddenly feel shy and remained a little distant from her. We had talked, kissed, hugged, but sharing the same bed is still new and too short notice for me.

I felt she gently poke my cheek as I turned to her and hummed. She pursed her lips and asked, "I thought you'll sleep on top of me?"

"I thought you're kidding. I'm heavy." I said truly.

"Just try," she reassured with a smile and stretched her hands toward me like an adult was ready to hug a baby. Oh, damn cute! 

I carefully climbed toward her and slowly laid my body fully on top of her as she wrapped her arms around me, gently pressed my head, and rest on her chest. She snuggled on top of my head and sighed softly, "This tiny teddy bear is so much nice in hugging. It's soft and warm."

"Just for a while, I'll let you sleep, okay," I said softly and loosened my body freely on her. I know this brief moment was sweet and nice, but I have to be considerate of my cutie's slumber.

"Let's just sleep like that," I heard she said drowsily and that was the sign she was falling asleep. I yawned as I lifted and pressed my lips on hers and whispered, "Good night, my cutie."

I wanted to touch her soft red hair, but my body was already pinned in her embrace. She looks so cute with her eyes closing and pouting her lips. I could tell she had already fallen asleep. She must be tired after spending so much time preparing the decoration for our Christmas celebration.

Such a sweet girlfriend.

I was touched when she told me she wanted to spend every Christmas with me after our first Christmas celebration. She was a perfect girlfriend. I will always make every Christmas unforgettable and special for her.  

My eyes were getting heavy and I rested my head on her chest. I wrapped my arms and legs around her and I knew I was just like a giant baby hugging a sleeping beauty. I smiled as I snuggled closer to my girlfriend and call it a night. 

A/N: Randomly thought this part of Melman as the link above was quite like how Abigail thought of Robyn. LOL

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