Fifth Harmony Imagines

L.M.J.: Snow Day

Cute Lauren :)

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Your P.O.V.

Cold feet and arms is all I notice, groggily waking up. Groaning, I squint my eyes to the digital clock, the green numbers reading: 3:58. Great.

Of fucking course I wake up this early on a Saturday morning. Turning around, I move beneath the multiple blankets until my body touches with another warm one, smiling as I cuddle as close as I can.

Lauren groans when my cold feet stuff between her calves. "Babe," She complains, eyes still closed and not moving a muscle. "What are you doing?"

"It's freezing." She sighs as I nuzzle my nose against her face, and feel as her arm wraps around my waist and a leg around my hips, pulling me closer.

There was no longer space between our two bodies, the sleepy Cuban pressing her lips softly to my neck. A giggle fell from my lips at the ticklish sensation, Lauren smiling into my skin. "Good morning, baby." She mumbled, tightening her limbs around me.

"Good morning, Lolo." We stayed like this for a while, sharing heat to warm each other up, soft moonlight pouring in from the windows. It hit Lauren's face beautifully, accentuating her prominent cheekbones, rosy lips, long lashes, and thick brows.

She was especially breathtaking in the mornings.

"You're staring."

"You're pretty." Lauren pinched my side teasingly, making me laugh again. "I'm hungry."

The girl raised a thick eyebrow at me, smirking. "You can have breakfast in bed right now, if you want." I slapped her arm, blushing like a tomato. She laughed loudly, showing her cute teeth.

"I mean, I would, but I'd rather have some eggs right now. I think I'll have you for dessert, though." With a wink, I kissed Lauren's forehead before untangling myself from her warm, bare body and standing up.

I slipped my panties on, pulling one of Lauren's the 1975 t-shirts over my head. "Baby," She whined, spreading out on the bed, an adorable pout on her face. "Come back. Come cuddle." The girl pouted like a child, the sight making me 'aw'.

"Stop being cute, Lauren. I need to go cook." After pecking her soft lips, I made my way downstairs, pulling the proper ingredients from the kitchen.

I cracked a few eggs, mixing them up in a bowl before pouring it in the heated pan. Cutting open a pack of bacon, I put some on a different pan, the delicious aroma of breakfast filling the air.

"Y/N," Lauren came into the kitchen, tiredly rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She had a blanket wrapped tightly around her, body clad in one of my sweatshirts. "It's so fucking cold."

The Cuban walked up behind me, nuzzling her cold nose into my neck. "Mm. You're warm." She mumbled, pressing her entire body into mine.

I chuckled, scooping the finished food onto 2 plates. "Breakfast for my queen." Lauren giggled, kissing my cheek before swiping a plate off the counter.

"Thanks, nugget." We both sat in a comfortable silence, enjoying the food. After I finished, I looked up, noticing my girlfriend was on her phone. She was probably scrolling through Tumblr, like always.

I noticed a little white thing fall behind her head through the window, but I shrugged it off as a ball of dust. Another one fell, and another one. And another. "Holy shit."

Leaping out of my seat, I sprinted to the door, flinging it open. The cold air hit my skin, but all I was focused on were the beautiful snow flakes sprinkling from the sky. "Lauren! It's fucking snowing, oh my God!"

My girlfriend wrapped her arms around me from behind, chuckling at my over excited behavior. I've never seen snow before, living in murderously hot California all my life. Moving to the East Coast was one of the best decisions I've ever made.

"It's so beautiful." I breathed, completely hypnotized by the pure white substance blanketing the world in front of me.

"Just like you."

I blushed, pinching the girl's arm before dragging her back inside. "C'mon, we have to go outside!" I yanked Lauren up the stairs, throwing winter clothes at her before putting some on myself.

After layering up, Lauren grabbed my hand, leading me out into the cold wonderland. We paused in front of our lawn, the snow already knee height. "Well? What're you waiting for?"

I didn't waste another second, flinging myself down into it, my body sinking slightly. Snow continued to fall on my face, a smile so wide my cheeks were hurting. Lauren was just grinning at me, adoration and love in her eyes. "You're still standing there." She giggled cutely, settling beside me in the cold snow. We both held our tongues out, some of the flakes landing on them.

I got up when a few minutes passed, gathering the snow in my hands, forming it into a ball. I continued doing so until there was a circular pile, a proud grin stretching across my face. "Snowman!"

Lauren raised a brow at me, smiling. "Babe, you need three more layers on top of that one."

"Oh." I resumed to do so, leaning back on my heels after finishing. "Did I do it right?" The Cuban unwrapped her scarf, put it on the snowman, then nodded.

"It is now." I grinned happily, hugging Lauren happily, she kissed my forehead in return.

"And you call me the 5 year old." I giggled, hopping on the girl's back after taking a few cute pictures with the snowman.

"I think I want my dessert now." Lauren blushed, sprinting back into the house so we could warm ourselves up.

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Cute Lauren is cute.

:)