~Endless love~ <3

~Unusual Behavior~

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[S T I L E S]

I woke up with Chance sleeping against my midsection. I squint my eyes a bit to adjust them from the bright sun. It's Saturday and I'm ready to do something.

I sit up on the bed and stretch. I turn to my right to find Malia fast asleep on the chair. I felt horrible for making her sleep there.

Next, I carefully lift her up bridal style as she leans her head softly against my chest. I recall seeing the smallest drop of drool. It was both cute and gross at the same time. I lie her down beside Chance.

My lips make contact with her soft and smooth cheek before I head to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

Once I'm done, I race to the kitchen to make us some breakfast. I prepared some chocolate chip pancakes along side some sausage, eggs, bacon, and some freshly squeezed orange juice.

After successfully not burning the house down, I set everything neatly and beautifully on the table. My mood was very good today. Probably due to the fact that I have nothing planned but to spend the day with my family.

It was now 10'O clock A.M. , I decided to bring a tray to Malia. I also set some smashed bananas aside in case Chance was awake.

I walk up the stairs. I stop at the corner of my room door to organize the tray better. I then walk in with a smile as I see my daughter begin to wake up.

"How are my two most important gals doing this fine morning?" I said in a southern accent to seem cute.

I place the tray on the desktop near the window and I crouch beside Malia's side of the bed with a gentle approach.

"Hellooo." I say gently as I lightly tapped her nose.

I saw her corner lip curve slightly. She's pretending to still be asleep.

I guess I have to find a way to wake her up.

First Try: I shower her face in kisses. No use. Besides a small chuckle she's still playing dead.

Second Try: I hold the tray of food close enough for her to get a real good whiff. She breaths deep but plan proves unsuccessful.

Three more attempts proven to be failures.

I take a bite of one of the pancakes in frustration. I was on verge of calling it quits until I finally realize I only kissed her face... not her lips.

I then get close to her face. I admire her beautiful clear skin. Her soft plump lips. The way her hair rested on her face. I find myself biting my lip.