The sun is soft as it glazes your skin so sweetly. Your eyes flutter open as the light illuminates the room. You lie on your side as you meet with a sleeping Makarov. A rare sight as he's always working late at night, trying to figure out his next move for his master plan.
You take in all his features. Every little scar stuck to his face like constellations in the sky. The way he looks so peaceful. Who knew such a cold, heartless man could look so at peace when sleeping?
You never seem to spend time with him anymore. He always comes home so late and leaves so early. You miss these days. The days when you guys spent time with each other. The stupid dates he used to plan in high school. Of course, you understand he's busy and would never want to disrupt his work. But still, it would be nice to spend more time with him once in a while.
You position a hand on his cheek, tracing your thumb across his skin. His eyelids lift, revealing a gentle gaze, accompanied by a smile. A loving look you haven't seen in a while, but oh, how much you've missed it.
He looks at you for a few seconds before burying his head on your shoulder softly. Mornings like these are so simple, but oh, how you love them.
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FanfictionThese are just cod x y/n short stories and headcanons! (MOSTLY MAKAROV!!) I'll try to update as much as I can!! all requests are open!! I try to keep my stories in character I don't really like OOC things! ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) (keep in mind English isn't...
