𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: 𝐀𝐫𝐭

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𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥
𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮
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The next morning arrived and me and Lionel were woken up by the sun shining through the window

"Good morning, darling" Lionel whispered softly, wrapping his arm around my body, spooning me and bringing me closer to him

"Good morning, Lionel" I smiled as my back was pressed against his chest

"How'd you sleep?" He asked and I turned around, my front now facing him

"I slept great" I said before wrapping my arms around his torso "What about you? how did you sleep?"

"Couldn't've slept any better" Lionel replied softly before kissing my forehead "Did you have any dreams?"

"Nope, you?" I asked him

"Nope, no dreams" he replied

"I wanna sleep" I whined, snuggling into Lionel's chest to which he chuckled

"You can sleep later; we have to go eat breakfast" Lionel pointed out to which I whined again

"Do we really have to go?" I asked "can't you just...ask them to bring it up?"

"I can" Lionel replied

"But..."

"But I won't" and at that I whined again

"Whyyyyy, I don't wanna get up" I cried to which Lionel chuckled

"Well you'll have to" he said before pushing me away softly, and getting up, stretching his arms upwards, which made his back muscles show...and I can say that...it looked really fucking nice...

"Stop staring at my back and get up" Lionel said in a playful tone as he looked at me

"Hmph, fine" I huffed and pushed the covers off of me and went to the bathroom to wash my face

Soon Lionel entered the bathroom as well, washing his face before taking his razor and some shaving cream

"I didn't even realise your beard started growing" I said as I applied some face cream, to which he chuckled

"Well" Lionel said as he applied the shaving cream on the beard "I'm lucky that my beard is the same colour as my face"

"Yes but I still didn't feel the stubble" I pointed out and he gave me a small smile through the mirror

"That's because my hair is soft...genetics from my mother" he replied

"Lucky..." I mumbled to which he chucked as he began shaving his beard

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