You woke up with a throbbing headache and only a vague memory of the events of last night.
You sat up, and looked around the room.
You got out of your bed and walked over to your door, peaking out. You didn't hear anything.
Had Chris left?
You tiptoed out to your living room to see Chris on the couch, asleep.
He looked so peaceful and you walked over towards him.
He wasn't wearing a shirt and his blanket had fallen on the ground so his toned chest was viewable.
You stared at all of his features as his eyes remained shut- his luscious lips, stubbly face, soft hair, sharp jaw line, big strong arms and biceps, his six pack...
Boy was he hot.
You could stare at him all day.
The only thing missing was his beautiful blue eyes that always made you want to melt.
You leaned over so that your face was inches from his and studied him up close and finally you decided to kiss his soft lips to wake him up.
After a few seconds, you felt his lips kissing back and you pulled away and looked at him, smiling.
"Why are you stopping? Don't you want to continue where we left off?" he asked with a grin, and you smiled.
"I need to shower though..." you said.
"You can shower after..." he whined.
"If I start now then i won't want to stop, Chris," you said.
His eyes stared at you playfully and with desire.
You wouldn't mind continuing last night even though last night was hazy...
You leaned back in and kissed Chris again, this time with more passion and intensity.
As his lips pressed against yours he grabbed you and pulled you on top of him. You pulled away from this kiss and slowed down a little as you leaned in and kissed his neck. You were going so slow and you knew that it was pleasant torture for Chris as you heard his breathing get heavier. You kissed down his neck and along his collarbone and then down to his chest and six pack and worked your way back up so painfully slow that Chris finally grabbed your face and kissed your lips again, even harder than before.
Finally, you pulled away, "I really have to shower."
lNo you don't," he said, biting your lip.
"Yes I do," you said, pulling away again.
"Nope," he said, kissing your lips.
"Yes, Chris," you said, trying to get out of his arms but he was too strong.
"Come on, Chris. You know i enjoy this...and we can pick this back up after i shower...maybe we will even spice things up a little more," you said with a wink.
"Fine," he said, letting go of you as you climbed off of him and walked to your room and then bathroom.
•••
You finished your shower and put on clothes makeup and walked back out. You smelled something and as you entered the kitchen, you noticed that chris was making breakfast.
His back was toward you so you decided to sneak up behind him.
Once you were close, you slunk your arms around his waist and kissed his neck.
You turned him around towards you and kissed him until he finally pulled away, "You're going to make me burn the pancakes."
"Where'd you find stuff to make pancakes? i can't even find any stuff and it's my apartment," you asked.
"Honestly i don't know...just looked around," he said as he flipped a pancake, realized it was perfect, and added it to the stack.
He didn't have much batter left and you decided to wait right next to him. You stood beside him and put your hand on his back awkwardly.
"(Y/n)!!" he shouted, and you jumped.
"What???" you asked.
"Don't touch my sweet spot," he said with a smile.
"You SWEET spot?" you repeated.
"Yeah...the small of my back," he said.
"Oh...you mean right here?" you teased as you touched it again and he pushed away your hand quickly.
"Come on, (y/n), stop distracting me from the pancakes," he scolded with a smile.
Once they were all made, you sat down and placed one on your plate.
But when you took a bite *both at the same time* it tasted NOTHING like a pancake and you had to choke it down.
Chris had a pained expression as well.
"Maybe we should just go out," you both said in unison, and then nodded, and he got up and threw away the pancakes.
You took a cab to a breakfast place *since his car was still at the club* and once you got there, you had to wait since it was jam packed.
Finally, you got called and they led you to the only available table.
Except to your surprise, there, sitting right in the next table, was sebastian and ava.
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