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Kevin Skaff imagine

Feeling a weight pull down the edge of your mattress, you scrunched up your face, quietly groaning as your body awoke with a tall stretch, taking the breath out of you for a moment. As your toes curled around the fabric of your bed sheets, you felt strong arms curl around your body, sliding you from one end of the mattress into a breathing figure.

"Morning sleeping beauty," Kevin, your boyfriend of just over a year, teased your still tired state, his lips pressed to the edge of your head as his breath moved along your scalp, "Did I wake you?" he questioned, his tone sincere.

"No," you lied, a bright smile painting your lips as you opened your eyes to the morning sunshine blaring into your window, shining on your bodies, "A little, actually," you admitted, hearing a soft chuckle blow through his nostrils.

"Sorry," he apologized, "I made you a cup of coffee to make up for it," he stretched his arm over to his bed side table, returning with a small red mug in his hands, steam rising from inside the bowl like glass.

Taking it in your hands, your eyes moved over his features, contorting your nose for a moment to create a paradox of your features, "What's going on today?" you questioned him, knowing that usually your Sundays consisted of non stop work and responsibilities.

Shrugging his shoulders, Kevin pressed a soft peck on your temple, taking in your scent as he did so, "Nothing. I thought we could just chill out for the day," he informed you, "Plus, I got some movies," he trailed his sentence of in hopes to create suspense, cocking his head towards the television placed at the end of your bedroom, Disney films piled on top of action films.

"Really?" your now excited tone became apparent as you shimmied your body up, pressing your back against the board of your bed, Kevin's arms still wrapped around your waist, his fingers brushing against the skin hidden under his large shirt that you had stolen for the night.

"You don't want to?" he raised his eyebrow.

"Are you kidding?" you grinned, then took a sip of the hot liquid warming your palms, "This is great. You're great," you sighed with relaxation, "I love you," you smiled, leaning your chin forward and stealing a small kiss from him.

For the remainder of the day, the two of you had locked yourselves in you room, from the moment the sun had risen to the late hours of the night, you had laughed and watched countless films, as well as enjoyed each other's company.