cocoon || reece bibby

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i woke up, without reece next to me, and sighed, propping myself up on my elbows and looking around my room, not seeing him, and i flopped back down, guessing he was somewhere in my house.

"louis." i called softly, hearing him run in and jump on the bed. "hi, baby." i smiled, fussing him.

"babe." reece shouted a couple of minutes later from downstairs.

"no." i called back and heard him chuckle and come upstairs.

"good morning." he smiled.

"hi." i said softly and he sat next to me.

"i'm making pancakes."

"are you burning them?" i giggled.

"hey, i'm not that bad at cooking." reece grinned and i got out of bed, put on a cute pair of ankle socks, already wearing reece's t-shirt, and i went to pick up the labradors and bambi, louis following us as i followed reece downstairs to the kitchen.

i placed the puppies on the sofa, before running over to the counter, and sliding across the tiles, before slipping over and ending up on my back on the floor, giggling madly as reece laughed his head off at me.

"ow." i giggled, reece extending his arm to me as he helped me up, before wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his chin on my shoulder as he continued to laugh as i giggled into the crook of his neck.

"well done." he grinned sarcastically, going back to making pancakes as i sat at the island and grabbed my phone, going into twitter.

'i just slipped over and reece couldn't stop laughing at me, #sadtimes ' i tweeted.

i filled the dogs' bowls, and reece put a plate of pancakes on the table and sat down, and i went to sit next to him, but he pulled me onto his lap as we both started to eat.

a few days later

"hi, princess." i heard reece's voice in my ear when i accepted his call.

"hi, reece." i said softly.

"can i come over?" he asked and i smiled.

"yeah, of course. the door's open, i'm up-upstairs." i said, meaning the top floor, where i was in the 'art room'.

"alright, i'll see you in a bit."

"i love you."

"i love you too." he said and i just dropped my phone, leaving him to hang up as i continued to write, my favourite (slow-ish) songs playing softly.

"hi, how was your day?" reece asked, sitting on the sofa, as i was on the floor, a notepad and sheet of paper in front of me, as i wrote in the notepad, and doodled to think of ideas on the paper.

"it was fine, thank you." i smiled. "i baked some cakes and brownies." i said and reece raised his eyebrows with a smirk. "yes, you can have some, in a bit." i laughed and he grinned.

"thank you." he lightly chuckled, leaning forwards to press a kiss to my lips, "i thought it smelt good when i walked in."

"what time is it?" i asked, suddenly realising i had no clue.

"it's about half six." reece smiled. "are you writing lyrics?"

"yeah." i mumbled.

"do you want help?" he offered.

"in the form of cuddles, please." i laughed, getting up and sitting on his lap, him pulling me so i was sitting sideways, my feet up on the sofa, the notepad in my lap and reece's arms around my waist.

i got up and walked downstairs, and into the kitchen, retrieving the cakes, reece and i sitting at the counter, eating some.