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a morning with him (chris)

summary: what i imagine a morning with chris could be like

chris pov:

as i wake up, i notice an indent in the space next to me in my bed. where's y/n?  i get out of bed, reaching for a t-shirt when i realize i don't already have one on. i put on the closest t-shirt i can find, a plain black one, and open my door. i wonder if she's hanging out with nick or something. i pick up my phone to check the time - 9:04 AM. i make my way towards the kitchen as i smell the faint scent of breakfast. as i enter the kitchen, i'm greeted with the beautiful sight of y/n in an apron, flipping pancakes on the stove. "morning my love," she says, not looking away from her important breakfast duties. i don't reply, but instead, i go up behind her, wrapping my hands around her perfect waist.

y/n pov:

i feel chris' arms wrap around me and can't help but melt. he's such a perfect boyfriend. "as much as i love you, i need you to go away, you're distracting me from my important business," i say to him, getting a pouting face as my reply. "you're so meannnn," chris says, turning and walking towards the living room. he picks up the remote and turns the tv on, clicking onto netflix and putting a random show on. 

a little while later, i'm finished making breakfast, and i make chris a plate with pancakes, bacon, and eggs on it. i make my plate and make my way to the living room, where chris is snuggled up in a blanket, very focused on the season of 'love is blind' that is on. he pauses the show to take the plates from me as i sit down on the couch next to him, getting comfortable underneath his blanket. he unpauses the show and we both begin to eat our food. i occasionally stop to admire him, his cute round cheeks, his sharp jawline, and his perfect lips that i could kiss for days.

once we both finish our food, chris takes our plates and washes them. for the rest of the morning, we cuddle on the couch watching 'love is blind', talking back and forth about the paired couples and what our relationship would be like if we met there. the morning is full of giggles, kisses, and touches that all mean something. i couldn't ask for anything more.