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"Gulf, get your sore bum down here, breakfast's ready!" I heard Mae yell followed by rapid footsteps. I glanced tiredly at the door, silently thanking god that it was indeed locked.

"Gulf! I swear I'll break down this door if you're still not up yet by the time I knock on it,"

"I'M UP, for goodness sake!"

"You're awake, not up. C'mon, we're waiting," we? Wait, what?

The rapid footsteps were gone but I was left confused.

I shook Mew awake, pouting when he gave me no reaction.

"Mewwie, come onnn, wakie wakieee,"

"Hmm?"

"Wake up, Mae said they're waiting,"

"Is it morning already?" His sleepy voice is definitely my favourite. I swear.

"Sadly, come onnn! She said she'll burst down my door if we're not up soon,"

"Can't let that happen, can we?"

"Obviously, now C'MONNN!"

I heard Mew groan again before he rolled his body and tackled me in a bear hug. I shrieked at the sudden movement, before giggling softly.

"Can we cuddle for another five minutes? I'm lacking this for the past week and some days,"

"Five minutes and then we're going down there, deal?"

"Deal!" He nuzzled back into the crook of my neck, soft breath puffing out of his lips. I carded my fingers through his messy hair, smiling in contentment at how things are at this moment.

I could tell that he wasn't asleep, judging from the gentle caresses on my hips and the butterfly kisses he left on my neck, but I said nothing nevertheless. We stayed there for a couple of minutes (since I didn't actually count it) before Mew slowly untangled himself from me, a sleepy smile resting on his face.

"Morning'"

"Morning, are you up now?"

"Still tired, but okay,"

"You tell me, I'm the one getting smashed last night,"

"I didn't smash you, we were making love, not fucking," He pouted childishly causing another giggle to fall off my lips.

"Alright, making love that is,"

"But are you okay though?"

"Me?" I asked confusedly.

"Yeah, do you feel sore or something? I didn't go too hard, did I?"

"Still a bit sore but I'm good, it's okay, you did well just like always," He smiled at my words before leaning up to peck my lips chastely.

"Alright, c'mon! I don't want Mae to chop off my balls for keeping her son up here too long," I laughed as he shuddered at the thought of her chopping off his balls as I got up and follow him to throw our clothes on. He ruffled his hair to make it somewhat decent before walking down the stairs with me.



"Morning," We shout once we were at the last steps, not quite in the kitchen yet.

"Morning," They chorused together but Mew and I froze in our steps. Is that...?

I share a look with Mew before dragging ourselves to the kitchen.

What the fuck are they doing here?

"I believe you guys have something to talk so I'll head out now with the kids. Mew, you're in charge," Mae said, smiling innocently like she didn't just start chaos.

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