cocoon || reece bibby

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louis and bambi scampered down the stairs when i opened the front door, returning with all three boys, after our nandos.

i heard a little thump then a whimper, and looked up to see amy had fallen down the first two steps and i ran up and picked her up, cuddling her in my arms and giggling a little, alfie padding over, and i picked him up too.

the boys followed me up and stroked the labradors a bit, before they wandered into the 'sleepover room' and i put the puppies down, all four dogs going in there too.

"if you need me, i'm upstairs." i smiled, going up to the room where all of my artistic utensils were, and played music.

i sat down cross legged, a plain canvas in front of me on the floor, as i sketched a simple outline of the four puppies, louis sat with bambi next to him, the smaller puppy nuzzling into the husky's side, and amy and alfie were asleep, laying with their sides touching, the other side of louis, about an inch away.

i then grabbed paint and brushes, colouring in the life-size drawing.

when that was done, i grabbed a smaller canvas and quoted a mix of my favourite lyrics in cute writing, from one direction to catfish to lorde to john newman to panic!, and more.

i looked up when someone walked in, and was met with reece's smile.

"hi." i said and he looked at the painting of the dogs.

"did you use a photo?"

"nope. i just did it from memory."

"shit, it's so good." reece said softly.

"thank you." i smiled and stood up, grabbing his hand starting to walk downstairs, but he tugged on my hand, pulling me to him as i turned and looked into his eyes.

he leant forwards and stood, his lips just grazing mine for a few seconds, before he tilted his face and kissed me.

i heard the doorbell and got up from the sofa bed in the 'sleepover room' that the four of us were now sat on, and ran downstairs.

a.n. i don't think you're ready