Watchdogs Imagines

Wrench- Morning Cuddles

I felt so warm and cosy, tucked deep ino the duvet and against Wrench's chest, his warm breath tickles my forehead as I open my eyes.

I slowly turn over, careful to duck under his arm wrapped around my body, and check the time on my phone that's sitting on the bedside table.

8.30AM, I like to be out of bed by now.

I turn to look at Wrench and see that he's awake and smiling at me, no mask, just his blue eyes staring back into mine. 

I lean in to give him a quick peck but before I can wriggle away his tattooed arms wrap around my body and pull me on top of him, I laugh as I'm crushed against his body.

"Reggie, I'm trying to get up, or do you not want to have a coffee?" I ask him, or more like mumble.

"No, I'm not letting you go, you're warm and it's cold out there" He says in a gruff morning voice.

I sigh happily and kiss his neck, he groans and laughs, his chest rumbles and I warm at the feeling.

"No wonder you're cold if all you wear are pyjama bottoms to bed" I whisper whilst kissing just below his earlobe.

"Well I'd prefer it if I were wearing a lot less" He whispers to me, I smile and wriggle free from his arms, moving from on top of him to his side, and flopping down with tiredness.

Wrench rolls over to me and lays his head on my chest, wrapping his arms around my whole body once again. I smile and stroke his hair as he mumbles something I can't understand and kisses my neck, I sigh in pleasure and pull the duvet over us.

Maybe I can spend a few more minutes in bed...