It was Saturday morning, and you and Blake lay asleep in his bed, wrapped in each other's embrace. You faced away from him, closest to the door, with his arms around your waist and face in your hair. You were fast asleep, with no sign of waking anytime soon. The door creaked open slightly, yet neither you nor Blake moved at the sound, content in a spell-like slumber. George whipped out his phone, pressing record and pointing it at the two of you.
"And here we have a rare teenage couple, asleep and not waking up anytime soon," he said, making Reece laugh. George quickly shushed him, continuing to speak like an explorer with Reece chipping in every few sentences. "We must be careful, as they will become aggravated if they are woken," Reece giggled, moving closer to the bed.
"What the hell are you doing?" Blake said suddenly, being woken from his sleep. His voice woke you up too, causing you to squint your eyes open, adjusting to the light. You could just make out the two bodies crouched in front of the bed with a camera phone shielding their faces. "Mmm," you groaned grumpily, turning to face Blake. You buried your head deep into his neck, hiding away as he kissed the top of your head and protectively held your petite frame. "Do that again, Reece and George, and you're dead," He said to them as they backed out the room. You and Blake shared a sweet kiss before falling back asleep.———————
I've been wanting to write this type of thing for a while, I hope you enjoyed it 😁xx
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Fanfictionare you a camera? because every time i look at you, i smile.