*Breanna's P.O.V.*
I giggle at him and playfully punched him. I wince, feeling the pain shoot through my wrist. I forgot. I put my hand over my wrist and shut my eyes tight, holding the tears in from all the pain that was going through my arm at the moment. Michael frowns and rubs my back as he lifts my chin, making me look at him. "You okay?" I nod to him and lay my head back on his chest, still trying to hold in the tears. It still hurt like crazy. I could feel Michael watching me so I look up at him and smile. "I love you so much, Michael!" I say to him, making him chuckle lowly. "I love you more, baby girl!"
I smile and kiss him as I hover over him. He smiles and starts to tickle me. I laugh hard and roll off of him. He laughs and stops, giving me a chance to breath. I look at him and smirk. His eyes widen as he struggles to slide away from me. I laugh as I start poking him in the sides. He jumps and squeals, still trying to get away from me. I then start to full on tickle him. He laughs loudly and wiggles around. "S-STOP!" he screams and I giggle.
I stop tickling and he looks at me and frowns at me. "Aww Mikey! Did you get tickled?" He pouts more and covers his face in the blankets. I giggle and pull the blankets down, revealing his face. He giggles and I peck his lips before getting up and going into the bathroom to take a shower. I then feel a tug on my shirt. I turn around and see Michael laying on his stomach halfway off the bed with a pout on his face. I giggle and say "Baby, I'm just taking a quick shower. It wont take long."
He frowns more and nods, letting go of my shirt. I giggle again and walk into the shower and start the water. I get undressed and step into the shower after feeling the temperature of the water. I wash my hair and body and get out, wrapping a towel around my torso and hair in order to dry it. I walk out of the bathroom to see that Michael ended up laying back on the pillow and fell back asleep.
I giggled and walked over to my drawers to get my clothes. I get dressed and walk over to Michael and lay down next to him and wrap my arms around him whispering softly in his ears that he had to get up. I just remembered that he had to record today, so I said "Baby, you have recording to do today. You need to get up" I jump as he jumps up with wide eyes. "Snap! I forgot about that!" I giggle and rub his back as he starts to get up and rush around, getting his clothes out for today and grabbing a towel, bringing into the bathroom. I hear the shower start and I smile.
Might as well make him breakfast for him. I get up and walk down to the kitchen and get out the stuff for waffles and turn on the waffle maker. I put all the ingredients in a bowl and mix them up. I pour some on the waffle maker, closing it so it will make the shape perfect. I smile as I feel arms wrap around my waist and a head on my shoulder. I looked over to see Michael watching me make his breakfast. I kiss his cheek and check on the waffle. The waffle maker was big for just one waffle, but that one waffle had four parts in it, kinda like a pie to where you can pull it apart to make a small triangle.
I took the waffle out of the maker and set it on a plate. I walked over to the fridge and got the syrup and whip cream. I pour the syrup on it and the spray some whipped cream on top of it. I turn around and said "Open wide." He does so and I spray some of it in his mouth. I do the same to myself, but someone decided it was funny to move the can so it was sprayed onto my face. I gasp and turn the nozzle towards his face and his eyes got wide as he slowly starts to back away from me. I giggle and spray it on his face before he could even turn around to run away from me.
I giggle as he wipes the whipped cream from his eyes. He turned to me and stares into my eyes. He runs up to me and presses his lips against mine. He wraps his arms around my waist and pushes his tongue into my mouth. I moan and pull him closer to me. He pushes me against the counter and picks me up and sits me on it not taking his lips away from mine. He grips my bum lightly as I pull back and wipe some of the whip cream from around his mouth. I slam my lips back onto his until he slowly makes his way down to my neck, lightly sucking on it.
I lean my head back and sigh as I feel his tongue caressing my skin. I then moan loudly when he found my sweet spot and lightly sucks on it, making a bruise that was easily seen if someone looked at me. I tangle my fingers in his hair as he makes his way back up to my lips. He kisses me sweetly before we both pulled back for air. We were both breathing heavily and a little sweaty. "I guess I have to take a second shower this morning" he says giggling as he rests his forehead on mine. I giggle "Sorry, sweetpea."
He blushes at the nickname and pecks me on the lips one more time before picking me up and setting my feet on the floor. He pecks me on the lips again and walked upstairs to take another shower. I smile to my self at the previous food fight that led to our heated makeout session. I put his dish on the table. Surprisingly, his food was still warm. I smile as I see him walk down the stairs with a new outfit on a couple minutes later. He seen that I had the whip cream on my face.
I smiled and ran up the stairs to take yet another shower. I finished and walked downstairs to see Michael putting his plate in the sink. I smile as he walk towards me and said "I have to go before I'm late, baby girl." I pout cause I am staying home to clean the house a bit so we don't have to get someone to do it for us. I press my lips against his and kissed him for about ten seconds before pulling back and giving him a goodbye hug. He smiles as he pulls back and says "I love you so much baby girl." I smile and say "I love you too" He turns around with a grip on my hand and starts to walk away, letting go of my hand when I became out of reach. I watch him walk out the door as he blows a kiss my way. I giggle and turn around to make myself breakfast.
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