Forever A Dream

Morning

As I wake up, I rub my tired eyes and take a moment to admire the beautiful sight of the creature in front of me, sound asleep with a look of absolute bliss upon his face. I could do this forever but it's time to get the day started. I kiss him gently on his forehead and softly whisper.

"Good Morning," before getting out of bed as quietly and gently as possible to not wake him up. I then proceed to head out of the room and down the hall to go use the restroom before I make breakfast.

Once done in the bathroom I head to the kitchen and grab a pan from the cupboard. I place it on the stove and turn the knob to a medium-low. I walk over to the fridge to grab some eggs and butter. On the way back I grab a mixing bowl from the dish drainer and place it on the stone countertop next to the stove. I open the carton of eggs and crack some eggs into the bowl. Then add sugar, vanilla, maple syrup, and lastly some heavy cream to the egg mixture and whisk it all together.

It already smells so good, I hope he likes it. I grab a knife from the drawer and cut the butter into the pan. Then grab some thick-cut breōch, dip it in the egg mixture, and put it in the pan. This french toast recipe is always so good, but that's because I made it ;}. Once I'm done, I go back to the bedroom to wake him up. I walk in and thankfully he's still asleep hiding under our pastel-green fuzzy blanket and lavender comforter. I get close to his ear and softly I say,

"Hey sweetie, it's time to get up. I made some breakfast." He sits up in the queen-sized bed and stretches his short little arms out wide, with the cutest little yawn! He then collapses onto me and with a horse voice says.

"I love you," and gets up out of bed.  I follow behind him as he wanders sleepily out of the room and to the bathroom. I go the opposite direction back to the kitchen to set the table.

By the time he comes in, the plates are made and on the table, and I had started eating already. As he sits and eats I can't help but to admire him while we ate. His bedhead is just so cute. When I Finnish eating, I go run a bath for the both of us with some essential oils and some bath salts in the water. Then walk out of the bathroom to tell him I will be waiting for him in the tub. I head back into the bathroom and shut the door behind me. Then strip off my clothes turn on the rainfall shower and walk in, I quickly lather my body rinse off, and jump in the tub. Shortly after, he comes in and follows suit then joins me in the tub. He sits in between my legs, his back against my chest and abs.

I wrap my hands around his small waist and rest my head in the crook of his shoulder. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. His sent rushes through my nostrils, into my lungs, and sends my brain into an instant euphoria, instantly relaxing me. We stay like this for a while till I lift my head and softly speak into his ear.

"I love you,"  he whimpers quietly as I slowly make a trail of kisses from his cheekbones, down his jawline, and to his neck.

"I love you too." He whispers back as he turns his head towards me and our lips interlock interrupting the hickies I was giving him.