you take take a deep breath in as you slowly open your eyes and blink a couple times as you exhale, trying to adjust to the sun that is peaking through your blinds. you look down and pull your pure white comforter closer to your chest and feel an arm snake around your stomach. a smile forces onto your face and hear the low morning voice of your red flamed boy.
"good morning princess" he whispers into your neck.
you roll over to face him and feel his warmth. you couldn't help but smile and nuzzle close to him. "coffee?" one word that got your attention and quick. you perked up and shook your head yes a couple of times.
He heads to the bathroom to wash up while you slide into your favorite jeans and his black hoodie then walk into the bathroom to fix up your hair. Mikey steps out of the shower grabbing a towel and putting it around his waist, you find yourself staring as he tries to make eye contact with you, he walks over and kisses you on your forehead, "Sophia darling, you look stunning as always." you can feel your cheeks heat up, a complement from him never fails to make you feel better about yourself, even when you don't believe him.
you head to the living room to search for your purse, Michael is soon to follow with slightly wet hair. As he opens the door and let's you walk through the door way first, you make a comment, "What if you get sick with your wet hair?"
"then I guess you'll have to just have to take care of me, huh" he says approaching the car
you agreed and he closed your door and hurried to the drivers seat and started the car.
The coffee shop was just down the road but good music had to be playing. you searched for a tune that you liked or a tune that you didn't mind listening to for the thousandth time. "their needs to be a station of not over played music that has meaning behind the lyrics." you say hoping that would change the stations current songs, "maybe we will invest in an aux cord and we can make a playlist, just our songs that make us happy." Mikey looks over to you and reaches for your hand. once again you can't help but smile and agree, you think to yourself: why is he so great. I don't understand it. how did I become so lucky to run into him and lucky to call him mine.
though you felt like you just started to wonder off you two pull into the shop.
he opens the door and the bells go off, followed by a sweet hello from the owner and a follow up question of "how are my regulars doing this fine morning?"
"very good" you both said, he squeezed your hand when the realization of unity came to his mind.
you looked up at him and told him you wanted a pumpkin spice, you both step up to the register but Mikey is the one to order.
once the change has been given you both go sit at your same table by the window seated for two. often you two will people watch and make up stories of what could be going on in that persons life but today was not that case.
you are picking at your finger nails when you felt a loving stare, you looked up from your hands to find a soft, turning into a wild smile from your boyfriend. "what?" you ask him with a cheeky smile. "oh nothing just thinking about you."
you scrunch your nose at him while thinking of something to say back but are interrupted by the nice middle aged woman who has your coffee. she places them down at your table and says to enjoy.
you wrap your hands around the hot beverage and smell the spice, closing your eyes when you inhale, when you open you're eyes you find Mikey smiling like a dork, you stand up a bit to reach his lips and give him a small kiss. He kisses you back and tries to get something a little more thank just a kiss.
