Gloves And Us ✔

J O R D A N S

@aidratoutou    this one's for you lovely soul too (:

"Caro. Wakey wakey" I heard a voice, but I didn't want to open my eyes just yet. I wanted to hold on to that something besides me for a bit long.

I grumbled something incoherent and pushed my head further into the clouds. Ahh! the feeling.

HER:

The lights grazed my face, making me open my eyes. How could he forget to close the curtains again? One dumb idiot.

I looked to my side, to the person weighing me down with his weight. Smiling at myself, I gathered those slightly curly locks in my hand and played with it subtly, hoping he'd wake up. But Alas, this is not happening.

"Caro. Wakey wakey," I said, smiling when his lips twitched a bit upwards and a dimple made its swift appearance. But the next second he groaned and pushed his head further into my boobs and tightened his hold on to me. A gasp erupted from me when he squeezed my butt with his other hand. Idiota!

"Wake up. Wake up. Wake up" I pinched his shoulder and gripped those now growing hair in my hand and tugged them a bit. He groaned and craned his neck.

Caro smiled and pecked my lips but went back to his initial place, my boobs. "Good morning, baby" That morning voice should be illegal and him being shirtless isn't helping either.

"Wake up Caro. I want to gym with you," I said, but he chuckled. "Sure you do," he amused and brought his hand to my face, pinching and playing with my cheeks. "You are soo extra soft in the morning." I am glad he removed the make-up. But awww he removed my make-up and changed me into his shirt. Aww twice.

"I am serious, Caro. Get up," I tried saying it sternly this time. He looked back at me and nodded.

I squealed when he swiftly picked me up in his arms and walked us to the bathroom.

"You have a bad morning breath," I teased when he looked down.

"I could say the same about you. You smell like a gutter," he said, smirking at me.

I gasped. "You are so bad. I'll cry"

"Stop with your drama early in the morning. Gutter mouth. Ha, that fits" he stuck his tongue out and I smiled, admiring him. He was being like me, a bit, just a bit, and I liked it. I was up for it.

He put me down, and I grabbed our brush, handing him his and applied the toothpaste on it. All this time, he stood behind me. His body radiating heat and my butt was too close to his man part. Way way close to his dick. Just a movement and I'd touch that.

My cheeks darkened at the thought.

Smiling at myself, I brushed my teeth rather quickly and ducked down, moving a bit, just a tad bit, earning a groan from him.

"buu fuch a pease" he groaned when I looked at him from the mirror, still bent on the counter. He looked at me with that same emotion and quickly averted his gaze away. Mumbling something to himself, he walked to the other basin and brushed thoroughly and left the bathroom. [you such a tease]

He started the game, but I aced it. Me: 1, Grumpy: 0 hehehe

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"Ok, so you put your thumb out, not in. Like this," he showed me, making me roll my eyes. "I know that because then my thumb will break," I said proudly, and his brow raised. "Such a smarty" he fake clapped. "Scholarship? You want scholarship, ma'am?" he asked, wiping the sweat from my forehead. "Please have a seat. You need to relax that smart brain. It's a national treasure after all," he said and I smiled at his antics, trying to sit. "Stand the fuck up" he glared, and I stood straight.