Isaac Lahey Imagines

Part 11: Isaac Lahey and Mornings pt. 2

As always, the otpdisaster blog gave me the idea and possibly for future imagines as well :)

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Feeling the soft warmth beside him, Isaac blinked rapidly, trying to get the sleepiness out from his eyes. It was dark but not too dark that it would indicate that it was still night time but rather dawn.

Languidly, Isaac turned his head to spare a glance over his shoulder, subtly stretching his muscles in a manner that did not disturb the bed. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the tangle of hair framing the peaceful features of your face. Your hands were tucked under your chin, curled inward like the rest of your body towards you. The curve of your lips must have been the first thing he actually noticed.

Whether it was out of grogginess or the fact that he knew for sure that you were fast asleep, Isaac closed his eyes and moved closer to you. But before his arm could securely wrap around your body, he learned exactly just how close you were to the edge of the bed.

A horrified squeak, followed by a loud thud snapped his eyes wide open. Not only were you awake, but also, from what he could see, you were stuck flailing your arms between a bed and a wall. Your struggle sent your legs flying into the air, followed by another potentially painful smack.

"Ow. What the hell- Why-"

To prevent himself from laughing at your mishap, unintentionally caused by him, Isaac then turned back over to his side of the bed and closed his eyes again, pretending nothing happened on his part. Apparently, helping you wasn't on the agenda of his.

"Isaac!" You shot up from the side of the bed, in all your dishevelled glory, and bounced onto the mattress. He hardly moved as your tiny frame made the mattress bounce and move, occasionally hitting Isaac's back with the pillow that fell with you-if it were another person sleeping next to you, that person would surely wake up from all the movement and noise you made.

"I know it was you, you... mongrel." His brows furrowed at this.

'That was a new one.' He thought to himself.

After a moment of no response, he felt your nose bump against his cheek once, then twice, and then a third, feeling butterfly kisses on his neck and jaw, before you kissed his temple. Before any more of your affectionate head butts could continue, Isaac growled, rolling over and successfully capturing you in his arms. A squeal of delight came out of your lips, surprised by the sudden movement of the werewolf.

A pleased sigh fell from his lips as your muffled laughter was heard against his shoulder, you smiling while his arm wound around you waist, looking at his face once he moved next to you and eventually settling against you and kissing you back to sleep.