JAH SAYS

10: Thanks for staying with me. 💜

I wake up, unable to feel my right arm as Herah lies on it peacefully. Wincing silently, I try and remove my arm from under her head without waking her but I fail. I sigh, watching as Herah wears a cute and confused look on her face as she lifts her head, slowly dropping it back down onto the pillow. After my short observant pause, I sit up in bed, lightly stretching my arms out. I yawn.

What time is it? I still feel tired...

Checking my phone, which lies on the bedside, the time reads, 7:25 AM. Laying back down, I resume my position snuggling close to Herah, who, in her sleep, tosses the pillow from under her, right into my face.

She meant to throw it onto the ground, didn't she?

I cannot help but snickers at her violent action, tossing the pillow as well.

Jeez, yeah, thank God I woke up soon, that could've been my arm she treated without any regard!

"Good... Morning..." Herah says in between her snoring.

"Good morning..." I whisper in her ear, keeping my face close to hers, seeing whether her eyes are open.

I lean down to kiss her nose but end up kissing her on the lips.

"Oh..." Herah lazily lets out, smiling and giggling.

We both laugh. I assume that she had the same idea as I did when she moved her head.

Not that I mind...

A short silence then fills the air as she lies down on her back, smiling.

"Sorry..." I say.

Herah frowns opening her eyes.

"You have nothing to apologize for Jahboy... I should kiss you like that more often." Herah smiles and I do too.

She definitely should.

"You definitely should," I tell her.

We cuddle for a few more minutes and I feel myself slightly dozing off.

"I'm going to go brush my teeth cause, your breath stinks..." Herah says plainly, getting up, out of bed.

"Wow...ok," I say, watching her walk to the bathroom.

Wait... My breath...?

My phone then vibrates. I see a message from my mom.

"Hey Jah, Today is your turn to go dress shopping 😂. Invite the guys and I hope you find the perfect one. 😉"

The text reads.

I laugh as I read it and place my phone back down. I get up and walk over to the bathroom door that's left a jar and peek inside. I spot Herah sitting on the toilet staring into space.

"Hello, can I come in?" I ask with only my lips making their way through the door.

"What? No!" Herah screams, laughing, and tosses her slipper at the door. I immediately close it, catching a glimpse of her falling off the toilet and onto all fours.