Part 5: Morning Man

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I wake up to an empty spot in my bed. I smell bacon, wafting up from the kitchen. Josh, obviously made breakfast for me. I walk downstairs to my bright eyed husband. I sit down on one of the stools. I put my head on the table sleepily.

"Why, hello?" He smiles.

"Hi." I reply, yawning. As you can see, I'm not a morning person. Josh gives me a peck on the forehead, before serving me my food. He then turns his attention to the stove. I woof my food down quickly, as Josh stacks food onto his plate. He sits down across from me and digs in.

"So, how did you sleep?" He asks with a mouthful of food. I just groan in reply. How was this man, so awake? He normally sleeps later than I do. He takes both of our empty plates, after he's done eating, and puts them in the sink. He comes up behind me and hugs me. He then picks me up bridal style and lays me down on the couch and plops himself down near my feet. He begins rubbing them and I'm soon dozing off.





"My pretty sleeper." ~ Oh, Ms. Believer, Twenty One Pilots.

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