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Fanfic credit: Jennyan

YOU ONLY CATCH A GLIMPSE OF HIM DOZING OFF BEFORE HE GIVES YOU THAT DEVILISH GRIN. HE BARELY ANNUNCIATES WITH HIS MORNING VOICE GREETING YOU, "MORNING, SLEEPYHEAD." YOUR EYES MOMENTARILY DART TO THE SLIVER OF SKIN THAT'S PEEKING THROUGH HIS CLOTHES.

HE LETS OUT A LITTLE GIGGLE, "I CAN'T BELIEVE I LET YOU CONVINCE ME THAT YOU WEREN'T ATTRACTED TO ME IN OUR FIRST CALL. LOOK AT YOU. YOU CAN'T EVEN MAINTAIN FOCUS ON MY EYES, CAN YOU?" HE COMBS HIS FINGERS THROUGH YOUR HAIR AND LIFTS UP YOUR CHIN, BUT WHEN HE
DOES, HIS EYES DART TO YOUR LIPS. YOU LAUGH AT HIM, "YOU'RE SUCH A
HYPOCRITE." "MMM, SHUT UP," HE MUMBLES BEFORE GIVING YOU A LITTLE MORNING PECK ON THE MOUTH. "I CAN'T HELP IT, YOU'RE JUST TOO CUTE," A SOFT RED HUE REVEALS ITSELF ON HIS CHEEKS.

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