PIECES (for @drivdit)
"Natalie!" I hear his familiar voice yell. I pretend not to hear it, thinking it is way too early this Sunday morning.
The bed dips beside me, and I try my hardest to pretend to be asleep. Even if I knew it was probably a lost cause.
"Okay, eyes closed." I hear Måns say, as he lays one hand over my eyes.
"I haven't even opened them." I argue with him, and laugh.
He laughs too, "Just keep them closed." he says, and I do so. The weight is gone from the bed, and I figure he stood up.
"What are we doing?" I ask curiously, as suddenly his hands grab mine and he pulls me up so I'm sitting up straight on the bed.
"You'll see soon." He says mysteriously, and makes me stand up from the bed.
"It better be good if you're waking me up for it." I warm him, as I let him lead me to whereever, making sure we were going as slow as possible so I wouldn't fall.
"Are we there yet?"
"Stop being so impatient." Måns laughs.
"I'm just curious." I defend myself.
After what felt like an hour, Måns stops walking and lets go of my hands.
"Now, you can open you eyes Natalie."
And I'd opened my eyes before he could even finish his sentence, only to reveal a romantic breakfast setting for just the two of us.
There's a rose in the middle, fresh fruit, tea, and everthing you could think of, he'd taken care of it.
For a few seconds I stand there frozen, not exactly sure what to say or do.
Måns wraps his arms around my waist from behind and rests his head on my shoulder, "Do you like it?" he asks.
"Of course I do." I say, "I love this."
I turn around in his arms, "Thank you." I say, and press a kiss to his lips.
"Definitely worth it." He smiles as we pull back.
So we sat down, opposite of each other, both still in our pyjama's. Which somehow made this surprise breakfast even better.
"Do you have plans for today?" I ask Måns, while I cautiously try to sip my tea in order to feel if it's still too hot.
He shakes his head, "No, I'm all yours today." He says with a stupid smile on his face. Yet I can't help but smile myself.
After we finish our breakfast, I help him bring the dishes to the kitchen. That felt like the least I could do, even though he protested.
I put the plates I was holding on the counter, and want to start putting them in the dishwasher. Just at that moment Måns puts his arms around my waist again, and makes me turn around.
He presses his lips against mine, and pushes me back against the counter.
Right then, one of the plates I put there just a minute ago, falls down and breaks into pieces.
The sound makes me jump, yet Måns doesn't even seem fazed. He laughs at me, and continues what we were doing.
"We should clean that before one of us steps on that." I manage to say in between kisses.
"Hmm." Is his only response, and neither of us make any move to clean up the mess that we made.
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sorry it took so long! I hope you didn't forget about me :(
but like I mentioned, I had finals and I just really had no time :(
but I'm done with those now (and with school in general ahh) so I have plenty of time to write :) I hope you liked this!
