CHAPTER SIX, love filled morning

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In the morning, Stiles awoke to the soft light filtering through the curtains and the sound of birds chirping outside. He blinked a few times, adjusting to the light, and then looked down at Averi, who was still nestled comfortably in his arms. He smiled, feeling a wave of contentment wash over him. Gently, he brushed a strand of hair away from her face and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. She stirred a little, but didn't wake up. Stiles' smile widened as he watched her, admiring how beautiful and peaceful she looked. He couldn't resist the urge to pull her closer and nuzzle his face in the crook of her neck, taking in her familiar scent and letting himself get lost in her warmth.

She stirred, but she didn't wake up, instead just pressing closer to him. Stiles grinned, feeling his heart flutter at her gesture. He knew she wasn't much of a morning person, so he decided to let her sleep a little longer. He closed his eyes and drifted back into a peaceful slumber, his arms wrapped tightly around her and their bodies intertwined.

When Stiles woke up again, Averi was still curled up next to him. He gently shakes her shoulder, trying to rouse her from sleep. "Hey, morning." He whispered softly.

Averi groans, burying her face deeper into his chest. "Mmm, no thanks." She mumbles, her voice muffled. "Can we just stay like this forever?"

Stiles chuckles, running his fingers through her hair. He didn't blame her for her response, he didn't want to move either, but he knew they had school to go to. "Unfortunately, no. We have school, remember?" He leaned down to kiss her forehead, then gently unwrapped her arms from around his torso and got out of bed.

Averi whines, reaching out and grabbing his hand. "But I'm comfortable. Come back." She pouted, sending him a pleading look.

Stiles leans over to grab her hand and kiss the back of it, chuckling a little. A shy smile tugs on her lips at the sweet gesture. "I know, but we have school, Avie. Come on, I'll make you breakfast." He offered, hoping to entice her out of bed.

Averi opens one eye, looking up at him skeptically. "Waffles?" She asked, a glimmer of hope in her tired voice.

"Waffles," Stiles confirms with a grin, squeezing her hand before letting go. "With strawberries and whipped cream."

That got her attention. Averi opens her eyes and sat up, rubbing the sleep from her face. "Well, since you put it like that, how can I say no?" She said with a sleepy smile and stretched.

Stiles smiles fondly, pleased that she agreed. "That's the spirit," He says, leaning down to give her a quick kiss. "I'll go get started. Join me when you're ready."

Averi nodded, stretching and yawning as she watched him leave the room. She took a moment to savor the comfort and warmth of the bed before finally swinging her legs over the side and getting up. She slipped into the bathroom to freshen up, feeling a bit more awake by the time she finished.

Downstairs, Stiles was already busy in the kitchen, pulling out ingredients and setting up the waffle maker. The smell of fresh coffee filled the air, mingling with the promise of a delicious breakfast. Averi padded into the kitchen, her eyes lighting up at the sight of Stiles bustling around. Stiles' dad had already left for work before she had came down. Noah wasn't surprised when he found out Averi had stayed the night. He was used to seeing her around and was happy his son had someone who made him happy. Besides, he liked her and considered her part of the family. Averi smiled warmly, her heart fluttering as she watched him work. It was such a simple thing, yet it made her feel warm and fuzzy inside. She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, resting her chin on his shoulder. 

"Hey," She said softly. "Need any help?"

"Hey, beautiful." Stiles smiles fondly, his heart fluttering as he leans back against her and covering her arms with his. "Nah, I've got it," He replies, tilting his head to give her a peck on the cheek. "But thank you."

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