Small Lego Date

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𝘠𝘦𝘴 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘦 🥰

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺

𝘕𝘰𝘢𝘩'𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘷
The loud knocking on the door woke me up.

N: For fucks sake...

I'll just lay here and wait till the knocking stops.

Suddenly I felt Mike hugging me and kissing my neck.

M: What time is it?

I looked at the clock.

N: 10:32. I feel like I forgot about something...

M: About what?

N: I'm not sure.

The knocking continued when I finally realized.

N: Fuck. These idiots were supposed to come.

Mike chuckcled.

M: Good luck, at least they'll see that you're mine.

I looked at my body and I have hickeys all over my body.

N: Jesus Mike.

M: What?

N: You seriously had to give me these?

M: Mhm, you look good with them. Next time I'll give you one on your ass.

He kissed my cheek and let me go.

M: Now better go get your friends.

I got out of bed and Mike slapped my ass.

N: Pervert.

M: Look who's saying.

N: We need to do that again.

M: Yeah.

N: I need to cover them somehow.

M: Just take a turtleneck with long sleeves or a hoodie.

N: That's probably the best idea.

I started to dress up, then quickly went downstairs and opened the door.

G: Finally, it's been about 10 minutes.

N: Sorry not sorry, just get in.

They all got in and I closed the door and went with them to living room.

As we went in Terrance stood still and looked at one point.

N: What's up with you?

T: Are these my old instruments?

N: I think so.

T: I swear this is my old guitar.

He walked to it and picked it up then hugged it.

T: Love.

L: You're so weird sometimes.

T: Shut the fuck up.

L: Okay.

G: Maybe let's just start, but first of all and the most important. Where is Mikey?

N: Sleeping, you aren't getting him.

G: Why is he even still sleeping?

N: He was at work til late at night.

G: That's not fair.

We all sat down and started with our work.
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After some time we heard footsteps on upstairs and coming downstairs.
We all looked that way and like expected it was Mike.

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