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Crankgameplays ~ Summer Morning Cuddles

A/N: I'm just gonna put a few of my favourite quotes and song lyrics at the bottom cause I think they're cute. Story based off of image above ^^ also have the video playing in the background for extra soft effect.

The words seemed to melt off the page as a blissful sense of exhaustion drifted over you. Closing the book in your hand, you kept a finger at your page, afraid of losing it. Eyes drifting shut, you wiggled down on the bed to let your head rest on the mattress beneath you. The soft cushion gently comforting your drowsy form.

Music danced weakly around the room, emanating from the small portable speaker propped beside a small potted fern in the corner of your room. The sounds of birds chirping happily was brought in along with the rustling of leaves. A warm summer breeze wafted in through your open window, swaying the curtains in its wake.

You didn't react when the door to your bedroom creaked open, your half sleep having too strong a hold on you. The floorboards creaked as someone walked towards you, a soft chuckle being released from somewhere deep in their chest. You felt the book slip delicately from your fingers as they pulled it from your grasp.

Your eyes flickered open in mild curiosity as the sound of the book being placed back on its shelf could be heard. 

Ethan stood above you in a loose grey t-shirt three sizes too big for him and pair of standard navy jeans. His blue hair stuck wildly in every direction as though he had just woken up from his own nap or had a ruthless fight with a blow dryer. You assumed it was the first one from his content smile. You stretched weakly as he stared down at you lovingly. 

When he leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down to your chest with a sudden burst of energy. He let out a quiet laugh as his face collided with the blankets pooled around you.

"What are you doing? It's just after noon," He mumbled, as he reoriented himself on the bed.

"Times only matter when you have a schedule and things to get done. It's summer and neither of us have either of those things. So long story short, I have no regrets with being in bed this long."

With a small amount of difficulty Ethan managed to shove the rest of the blankets off the edge of the bed and flop down beside you.

"Fair point."

Slowly, you lifted yourself off the bed only to turn and lay down across your boyfriend's chest. 

He let out a muffled groan, "You're so heavy."

You gave him a sharp jab in the side to which he let out a squeak, "I was kidDING!!"

Your nose brushed against the side of his jaw with every breath he took. His arm lay underneath your neck as a sort of pillow while yours lay lightly across his throat. Your heartbeats seemed to meld together to create some form of beautiful melody whilst your legs tangled together in an unnecessary attempt to keep each other from leaving.

His breathing eventually slowed to match your own gentle pattern of not quite asleep yet not quite awake. Your eyes drifted shut once again and you could tell his were too.

"What were you reading?" He asked in a whisper.

"It's an older book, I've read it before. I've just run out of things to read, so I decided why not?"

He let out a soft grunt, "You of all people, my little bookworm, has run out of books to read?"

You smiled at the nickname, "I know, I've just been too busy lately to go out and buy a new one. Plus the nearest book store from here looks, smells, and feels like a grocery store. It's too bright, too crowded, too loud. I don't like it. Whoever got rid of the smaller cozier book stores that just felt like home as soon as you stepped inside?"