43. Babyboy

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Iris

4:12 p.m

I unlock the door of my apartment and step in as I hear the sound of the television playing. After removing my sneakers and placing them carefully in its place, I head inside the living room to find Austin dozing off on the couch while the television is kept running.

I smile at this sight and sit beside him on the couch but take the remote control of the television to turn it off. The smile on my face doesn't seem to leave as I keep looking at him sleeping like a baby.

He is adorable.

Not withstanding to not kiss him anymore, I softly pull his hair behind from his face and press a soft kiss on his forehead. Since he doesn't seem to get his consciousness back yet, I kiss his cheeks and embrace him to rest my head on his chest as I hear his heartbeat that calms me down.

Austin

5:34 p.m

Feeling the urge to pee, I come back to my consciousness but still procrastinate to open my eyes until I feel the warmth of her body on mine. I find her sleeping while embracing me like a cute little baby and I fear to move, afraid that I might wake her up as she must be tired after work. I press a kiss on the crown of her head and smile as this moment feels very special to me.

After a few seconds, as the urge to pee gets stronger, I hold her shoulders and move her a little, making sure I'm gentle and wake up from the couch but place her head on the two pillows placed on the end of the couch and take her feet from the floor and place it on the other end of couch so that she will sleep more comfortably and peacefully. I squat down to face her and gently pull her hair back from her face to look at her face clearly for few seconds before I peck her lips and hurry to the bathroom to empty my bladder.

After finishing my business, I head back to the living room and find her still sleeping like a baby. I smile at how adorable she is and go to the kitchen, wanting to prepare some cookies for her as it's been a while since she's craving for it.

I wanted to prepare them with her today but since she's asleep, I'll prepare them and surprise her which would make her happy, which in return makes me happy as well.

I take out a large glass bowl to prepare the cookie dough, place it on the kitchen counter and reach out for the ingredients to place them on the counter too.

Once I'm sure that I have all of the requirements, I pour in the required amount of brown sugar in the large bowl and reach out for the cup that has butter in it. I scoop a spoonful out of it to add it to the large bowl but since the butter is stuck to the spoon, I keep shaking the spoon to get the butter inside the large bowl until I accidentally hit it with the spoon, making the bowl drop down on the floor and shatter into pieces.

Fuck.

I stay in my place, processing this clumsy moment of mine until I hear Iris calling my name. I look at the couch she is on, now awake, because of my clumsiness. I do not take my eyes off of her while she is heading near me.

"Wait," I signal her to stop entering the kitchen as she is just wearing her socks and she looks at me with her confused eyes. "You'll get hurt." I point at her feet and she obeys, not walking further.

I bend down and start picking up the glass pieces to clean them up but just few seconds later, Iris enters the kitchen with a broomstick and a dustpan, and I, instinctively look at her feet getting worried but soon feel relieved once I see her wearing her slippers.

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