Song: Tee Shirt- Birdy
Troye's Pov
I wake up, a soft kiss on my forehead. "Good morning, baby," he says. I roll over onto my stomach, shielding my eyes from the bright sun coming through the window.
"Do I really have to wake up right now? I was having an amazing dream. He gets into the bed next to me, cuddling close enough to where reaching out is just lifting a finger. "What were you dreaming about?" I smile as he gets even closer. "You." I turn on my side facing him. "You're making me blush, Troye Boy." I furrow my brows, "isn't that mine?" I pull slightly with two fingers on the hem of the shirt he has on. Burying his head into the crook of my neck he nods slowly. "So we're even?" He looks up to me. "What are you talking about?" I smile, "well I dreamt about you, and you're in my tee shirt."
A/N
Really short. Really fluff.
