A/N Alright last chapter, and it's a longer one. Thanks for being patient as I got this out, happy reading X
Rosie fluttered her eyes open, letting out a long yawn as she rolled over to face Declan. And as soon as she saw him she was smiling. Her boyfriend letting out loud snores as Isley slept heavily on his chest.
It didn't take her a second to reach for her phone, any time Declan has the kitten she swears she needs to capture the moment. Their morning cuddles were her favorite though. Isley always sleeps on Declan's hairy chest, and once she's awake makes it very known to him as she paws at his nose.
What Rosie loves though is that the blue eyed lad never complains. If anything he wakes up with a smile on his face before he skips off with her to give her breakfast.
This morning Rosie was up unusually earlier than Declan, and when Isley saw she was up she had no problem going over to her and meowing for attention.
She knows this kitten is already spoiled rotten, there's never a moment she's refused affection from either of them. Rosie can't deny she loves watching Declan and Isley chase each other around the flat or her boyfriend spending a good hour playing with a laser pointer with her.
The green eyed girl has her own games she plays with Isley, like hiding on her around the corner and jumping out to scare her when she gets close. But the kitten is starting to pick up on it, and now tries to do it to her. So Rosie knows she's going to war, and it's a battle she'll happily fight.
She glanced at Declan as she heard him mumbling to himself, the older lad patting his chest before slowly opening his eyes.
"Where's-" he stopped himself seeing the kitten in his girlfriend's arms, "you stole her."
Rosie had to try not to laugh seeing how upset he was, "babe she came over to me," holding onto Isley a little tighter as he reached for her.
"Well she and I have a morning routine," Declan grumbled as he sat up against the headboard, "I get her breakfast, make ours, and she gets two treats-"
Hearing "treat," Isley immediately started meowing and climbing all over the two of them.
"See, she's off schedule," Declan reached for her and hugged her.
Rosie raised her eyebrows, "okay nut, whatever you say," she chuckled as she rested her head on his shoulder, "what's on the menu for our Sunday breakfast?"
"Well I'll try me hardest at omelets, fried potatoes, and bacon."
She smiled up at him, Declan putting himself in charge of breakfast, but Sundays are special when he makes something other than oatmeal or cereal for them, "we have some time before the game, and I wanna cuddle, so I'm sorry to say, but Isley's schedule is gonna be interrupted."
He let out a small laugh as he wrapped an arm around her and tugged her to lay back down, more than happy to get some morning cuddles.
"C'mon girlfriend, I have seniority," Rosie picked Isley off his chest so she could lay on him.
"Hey," Declan slightly whined, "I'm a big guy, there's plenty of room for both of you," he said, patting his stomach and getting the kitten to lay there.
In his opinion, there's nothing better than having his two girls in his arms. Isley purring and Rosie kissing his neck put him at peace, even with the kitten staring at him and silently telling him how hungry she was.
"Don't wanna watch anything?"
"No," Rosie mumbled into his skin, "more than content with just this."
He smiled down at her, and it only grew seeing her eyes closed and breathing him in. Declan couldn't help himself as he pressed his lips into her hair over and over, making the green eyed girl pick her head up to grin at him.
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