semi-automatic ; j.d

seventy one ; hair pulling

first of all thank you guys so so so much for 30k reads it literally blows my mind and i hope you all enjoy reading this fluffy train wreck. i really do love writing it, and just know that as long as i keep having ideas and you guys keep leaving me comments this story isn't planned to end any time soon

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at exactly five-forty-five in the morning, josh wakes up mia.

"stop, i'm, sleeping," she whines in protest as josh pokes her cheek repeatedly. "mh, go away."

"it's five-forty-five, baby," whispers josh giddily, like an excited child who's waking their parent up too early on christmas morning. "d'you know what that means?"

mia lets out a sigh of acceptance and rolls over from her comfy spot on her stomach and looks up at josh through the darkness of the room, on her side.

"it's my birthday."

he grins broadly - far too broadly for anyone to be doing at five in the morning. "yep! happy birthday!"

"i think it's really cute that you woke me up the minute i was born to say happy birthday, but i'm going back to sleep now," she states.

the beginning light peeking in through the curtains cast a shadow on josh's face, making his pout visible. "no, we have so much to do today! you can't go back to sleep, c'mon, let's get up."

she stares at him, waiting for the second where he'll confirm her suspicion and say 'just kidding', but he doesn't. he's serious.

"i'm tired," she rolls away from him and moves as close as possible to the wall.

josh's arms wrap around her frame and he barely has to even pull her towards him to get her on top of his chest. a triumphant grin spreads on his lips, because he knows she can't resist cuddles.

"please? i'll make you strawberry pancakes for breakfasts," he bargains.

she cuddles up on his chest, her head resting in the crook of his neck. "mh, you already promised that yesterday. nice try, though."

josh groans. "babe."

"can we just cuddle for a little bit? please? you're really comfy."

"fine. five minutes, that's it." in hindsight, moving his fiancé to an even more comfortable spot probably wasn't the best idea in his plan to get her to wake up. once she's on his chest it's like a switch inside her shuts off.

mia scoffs incredulously at even the idea of cuddles lasting only five minutes. "ew, five? i say twenty, at least."

after a moment of debate, josh replies with, "i'll give you ten. and then i'll add in letting you be in control of the aux chord."

"it's my birthday, i automatically get that privilege," mia rebuttals, matter-of-a-factly. with a gentle sigh, she closes her eyes and tries to enjoy the ten minutes ( which is still way too short for her liking ) cuddles.

even though he's excited to start the day and head out on the road, josh has to admit, there probably aren't many things he loves more in the world than cuddling mia.

before ten minutes if even up, mia lets out a heavy, defeated sigh. "okay, now i can't go back to sleep."

he grins triumphantly and runs a hand down her long hair, making sure not to run his fingers through her soft curls. he did that once - and i guess there's some rule about curls that you don't brush them otherwise they - in mia's words - get all poofy and like a cloud. so josh does not run his fingers through her pretty hair.