"Y/N!!!" your boyfriends cry echoed throughout the house.
"Alright Luke I’m on my way!" you replied, taking the steps two at a time up into your shared bedroom.
You were met with a scene of utter chaos. Pillows were flung all over the floor, each of them half covered by a pillow case. The mattress had slid so it was hanging half way off the bed and amidst all of the mess was Luke, stuck inside the duvet cover with the duvet itself wrapped around his feet.
"Luke?" you questioned, staring in complete awe and wondering just how he managed to get in such a mess.
"Y/N!?!" he called, twisting to face the direction in which your voice had come from.
This proved a disastrous mistake as the duvet made one final twist around Luke’s feet, tripping him up and causing him to fall to the ground with a ginormous thud like a tree in a forest, taking you out with him as he fell. You both laid on the floor laughing at the top of your lungs. Luke leaned down and kissed your lips gently before helping you back up to your feet.
"So do you want me to help you make the bed?" you asked, gently poking a red mark on Luke’s arm from the fall.
"Yes please," he said staring in dismay at the bedding all over the floor.
You picked up one of the pillows off the floor and lightly hit him round the head with it before showing him how to safely make a bed, just to make sure his little bedding disaster would never happen again.
