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You pattered from the bedroom to the living room, hearing the soft murmur of your boyfriend's voice from the couch. You fixated your pajama bottoms and peeked around the corner of the wall. Andrew sat nodding his head at a blinking camera set upon a trifold on the coffee table. You softly smiled and watched him talk about the Tony nominations until he turned his gaze to you.
"Morning," you stepped forward, and began shuffling towards him.
He opened his arms wide, allowing you to fall into them and situate yourself on his lap. "Would you like to hear the Tony nominations with me?"
"Of course," you replied, fumbling a short kiss on his jaw.
Andrew started back up in his stage voice, squeezing his arms tightly around you as he did, "Alright, so, I've got my girl, messy hair, and an open laptop. Let's watch the nominations!"
You pumped a fist haphazardly in the air, a giggle emitting from Andrew's throat. He leaned forward, taking you with him, and pressed play on the laptop. Each time Newsies was nominated for something, the both of you cheered loudly and kissed each other proudly.
When the video ended and the camera turned off, you pulled Andrew down against the couch with you. With yours legs on top of him, and his upper body crossed over you, you held his head close to you and pampered his face with kisses. He giggled funnily, poking his fingers into your stomach and chanting some random song. You sang along with him, the tickling ending and your lips brushing as you sang.
He pushed your body all the way down onto the couch, sprawling himself on top of you and planting his lips fully on yours. The two of you celebrated the morning away with cuddles and kisses, not a new thing to your relationship.
