Summary: mornings with Tobi
Word count: 497!
Warnings: none.
~♡~Y/n pov:
I open my eyes to see the sun rays hitting down on my boyfriend's face.
I lay there, staring at his face.
He looks so majestic in the light.
I effortlessly caress his cheek, making his stir.
His brown eyes meeting with with a slight smile on his face.
"Morning." He says groaning in a rough tone, tightening his grip on my waist.
"Morning." I say as he kisses my forehead.
After sometime, I slowly got out of bed and walk into the kitchen.
"Morning." Simon says grabbing eggs and bacon from the fridge.
"Morning, can I help?" I ask walking up to him.
"Sure, considering my sister is better at cooking then me, so I do need the help." Simon says sarcastically as he looks at me.
I roll my eyes after walking over to the stove.
"I like the clothes." He says smirking, motioning to Tobi's shirt and his sweatpants.
I blush and turn around, cracking the eggs into the pan.
"Morning my lovies." Talia says walking down the stairs, kissing Simon's cheek before pulling me into a hug as I smile at her.
"Well, I'm going to bed." Simon says rubbing his hands, heading to the stairs.
"Wha- you just came here to make breakfast for everyone?" I ask looking at him, turning off the stove.
"Yeah, plus you have Talia now and you know I can't cook for the fucking life of me. You know, I deserve something for making breakfast for everyone." Simon says a smile forming up on his face.
"What, you want a medal or something?" I ask sarcastically as I smile.
"Actually, yes." Simon said moving his hand in front of him as if he wants the medal.
"Siblings." Talia said shaking her head.
We laugh then Simon and Talia walks up to their room as I put the stove on again.
I felt a warm presence behind me as I finish up the eggs.
He wraps his arms around my waist and lays his head on my shoulder.
"I like when you wear my clothes." Tobi whispers in my ear as he cuddles his head into the crook of my neck.
I laugh and get some plates, expecting Tobi to give see some space.
"Someone is cling today, don't be like JJ." I say in a joking tone and turn around, poking his chest.
"Mhm, I'm never like JJ." He mumbles looking into my eyes.
"Can we just cuddle and watch Netflix all day?" He asks as I wrap my hands around his neck.
"Sure, but we have to eat first." I said laughing.
He smiles as he cups my cheeks and leans in, our lips connecting as I smile.
I hold his arms as he lightly caresses my cheeks.
"What was that for?" I ask as we pull away.
"You just look beautiful." He says smiling as he looks down at my, well his clothes.
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