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Come Back to Bed...

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Come Back to Bed...Jack

You woke up needing to use the out house that was in the small area behind the tenement building you and Jack had moved into after you got married. You tried to wiggle out of his firm grip, but he groaned and pulled you closer.

"Jack, come on let me go." You whispered into his ear.

"No." He grumbled still sleeping.

"I got to use the outhouse." You told him wiggling some more, but that was a mistake because you felt his little buddy perk up. You groaned. "Jack let me up." He just grunted. You decided to try something else. You blew into his ear, hoping that would work, it worked with dog. But apparently it didn't work on your sleeping husband. So you tickled his nose with your hair, which got him to move a hand up to itch his nose, that gave you the chance to hop off of the bed. You slipped into your nightgown and shoes. Jack muttered something incoherent in his sleep. You couldn't help but giggle at how cute it was, but then you heard him call out,

"(Y/N), come back to bed." He grumbled in his husky just waking up voice.

"I'll be right back." You told him.

"Come back, your so warm and soft." He mumbled.

You rolled your eyes and left to do your business.

Davey

"David what's wrong?" You grumbled waking up slightly as you felt your husband's presence leave the bed.

"It's 6:00, I need to get up." David chuckled.

"Come back, It's cold out." You mumbled in a slightly whiny tone.

"Sorry baby." He chuckled putting his clothes on.

"At least give me a good morning kiss."

"You need to get up first." He smiled teasingly.

"Ok." You grumbled getting up.

"Can you make me breakfast?" David asked before he pecked your lips.

"I always make you breakfast." You looked offended.

"But you didn't want to get out of bed."

"No, I wanted you to get back in bed."

"Is there a difference?" David smirked.

"There is a big difference." You smiled.

"Tomorrow's Saturday." He whispered.

"Mhm, I know." You grinned wider.

"Momma!" Your two year old daughter (--) cried out followed by her twin brother (--) crying out,

"Out!"

"Well there they are." You chuckled as David groaned a little.

Kid Blink

"Where do you think your going?" You heard your husband call out as you left the bed at maybe two in the morning to go grab a glass of water.