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Y/n stayed the night. She had the next couple days off from school and I would be taking advantage of that.

"Morning pretty". I whispered barely audible. I got up pulling her arm slowly off of me as to not wake her. She mumbled something before completely turning her body away and pulling all the blankets onto her.

She's so petty even when she's sleeping. I picked my hair up in a quick ponytail. I grabbed a shirt and some boxers. The shirt covered my chest perfectly but it was tighter than I'm used to wearing. I liked it.

I looked in the mirror fixing my hair slightly before walking out.

Shark ran to me his big ass feet tapping on the floor loudly. "Shush". I warned shark whose butt kept wagging in the air. Bruh.

"I'm trying to do something nice shark now shush". He didn't give a single fuck. Instead he walked over to his food bowl and waited impatiently. I fucking love that it's December I fucking love it.

I couldn't stop thinking of my party and spending my 21st birthday with Y/n. It's going to be perfect. I whisked some butter and some milk and eggs into the premade vegan pancake mix. Tyler the creator played in the background as I moved my hips the slightest.

It took some time to finish out breakfast since shark kept wanting attention.

"Well isn't this nice". Y/n morning voice scared the fuck out of me so I jumped and squealed. "Payback", I didn't even get a chance to turn around before I felt her hands wrap around my waist and her head between my neck. "You're supposed to be sleeping". I groaned leaning against her and then pushing her away. "I don't sleep good without you there". She's so fucking adorable.

But looking down at her tight fit boxers and loose tank top where I could see her breast through the almost transparent shirt. My only thought was.

Let this girl fuck me already!

"Ooo pancakes". She reached for some of the finished pancakes but I smacked her hand away with the spatula. "No". I warned with. Glare and she backed away with an evil smile. Those dimples man.

"What time did you wake up"? She asked leaning against the counter watching me cook. "Likeeee about forty minutes ago"?

"I'm making coffee, you want some"?

"That was a joke". She clarified. "I know how you get with coffee".

I jump of the walls and swing through the air.

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We sat in silence as Y/n read a book. Her eyebrows furrowing and eyes widening as she did so.

"I finished your tattoo". She finally spoke her eyes still glued to the book. "Can I see"? I asked chewing the last bite of food. "Of course, it's yours". She smiled her lips pressed against her mug. My imagination went wild.

"Want to go on a walk later"? I raised my eyebrow. "I worded that wrong".

"Yeah I'm not a fucking dog". I leaned forward. "Could we go on a walk"? She asked emphasizing the we.

We could have been sitting there for an hour or thirty minutes I don't know. With her time flies. "I'd love that". Her smile only grew. Y/n got up grabbing the dishes. I watched as she washed every dish. Why the fuck did she make washing dishes attractive.

"Can we cuddle first"? I needed to feel her touch. In any way possible. Baby steps I have to keep reminding myself, baby steps. She only hummed her full concentration on the stupid dishes.

When she finished she washed her hands and dried them and looked at me with those hazel eyes that only brought me deeper in love.

"Cuddle time". She yelled running towards me. Without a second thought she picked me off of the chair. Without a single ounce of struggle. I felt like a rag doll in her hands as she threw me against the couch. My body in front of her warm one. Her arm completely wrapped around my waist.

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