HER SISTER (18+) (GXG)

Perfect Mornings & Teasing

My brows furrowed as soon as the alarm sounded from the nightstand—forcing my tired eyes open as I turned it back off.

A deep sigh fell from my lips, forcing myself to wake up as I took in my surroundings.

And I couldn't help but smile to myself, noticing I was in Mili's bed with her arms secured around my waist while her warm body remained pressed to the back of mine.

My stomach did literal somersaults—feeling so overwhelmed with happiness.

Everything felt perfect.

Even mornings seemingly felt perfect at Mili's.

From the glowing sunrise shining in from one of the large windows to the warmness of the bed and Mili's body.

Everything was perfectly still—and Mili somehow smelt so good.

I could smell her typical coconut hair product combined with her usual sweet cologne.

I swear I could stay here forever.

But—

I have to go say goodbye to Mya, who I lied to again about staying with the friend that I seemingly hung out with last night after leaving the going away party.

A groan vibrated in Mili's throat, feeling me gently pull out of her grasp.

"It's too early," she said, pulling me back into her warm body.

And god was her raspy morning voice so unbelievably beautiful.

I couldn't help but laugh slightly, "I have to say goodbye to Mya," I pointed out.

Mili only nuzzled her head into the crook of my neck, "Technically, you don't have to do anything," she murmured, holding me tighter to her body.

"But she would be so upset if I didn't make it," I pointed out.

Mili hummed, "But I would be more upset if you left me all alone in this bed," she pointed out.

I couldn't help but smile to myself, "I'm assuming you weren't great at sharing as a kid," I joked, imagining her and Mya arguing over every little thing.

"I wasn't then and I'm not now," Mili said, clearly not ashamed of that fact.

I only laughed again, shaking my head to myself as I pulled out of her arms for the second time.

But this time, Mili not only pulled me back down to her—she also managed to flip me around to face her.

And even the sight of her tired eyes and slightly frizzy hair was jaw-dropping. How does someone wake up so perfect?

"Perhaps I could persuade you not to go..." Mili suddenly trailed off as she leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to my lips.

I hummed, "You're a really bad influence, Milan."

Mili only smirked against my lips, "So I've been told," she said.

And before I could say anything else in rebuttal, I was suddenly being guided to straddle Mili's warm body.

My face grew achingly warm as Mili carefully stared up at me—slowly trailing her hands up my thighs.

"Mili..." I trailed off as her hands inched higher and higher up my toned thighs, which were left slightly exposed by Mili's baggy t-shirt that I borrowed.