Day by Day

Food Trade

I feel the sun coming in through the window. It's too shinny. I feel Harry moving around on the left side of the bed. I open my eyes to see his face way too close to mine, noses almost touching. His mouth is slightly open, eyes closed, heavy breathing. I bring my hand to move his hair from his forehead.

"Mmmm" he moans as I reach his hair and push it back. He opens one eye, his right eye and says "I quite like that. You have soft hands baby". "You have soft hair", "I know" he replies with a small smirk and closes his eye. I get closer and kiss his nose and move away from him to get up. "No, where are you going? Ten more minutes." And his arm rushes to hug me but I dodge it.

"Harry I need to get up or I'll be late." I smile because I really don't want to get up, I badly want to stay with him in bed and cuddle him. "I'll make you breakfast if you stay five more minutes. Come on..." "Ugh fine, but good breakfast", I say as if I'm staying just for the food. I'm staying those five minutes because I can't resist him. I rest my head back on the pillow and his lips touch my left earlobe, then he nuzzles his head in my neck and his hand travels up my stomach and he lays it there. I caress the arm that he lays on my stomach and with my other hand I play with his hair.

Five minutes go by as thirty seconds. "Times up now breakfast" I say, trying to get up. "Alright, stay here, I'll go cook you the best breakfast ever". I do as he says and stay in bed, my eyes on the ceiling. I decide to get up and help Harry, I can't imagine the mess in the kitchen by now. When I get there he's pouring pancake mix into the pan. He is shirtless, only wearing sweatpants. He knows what he's doing to me.

"Morning baby, haven't seen you in so long", I nod at his sarcastic comment and sit on a stool in front of the kitchen counter, not being able to speak from the view he's giving me. He walks towards me with the spatula and smacks my arm. "You okay?"

"I'm good but I would be great if I had some food in my mouth by now", I tease him and he smiles big. He goes back to the pan to take out the pancake. The plate in front of him gets filled with three pancakes but he puts the plate behind his back, grabbing it with his two hands as he leans to me.

"You have to kiss me first", I laugh at his way of getting a kiss, trading it for food. I grab him by the neck and pull him down towards me and we share a long, sloppy morning kiss. "Now that I got my share, here's your breakfast madame". He grabs a plate for himself and sits across from me, smiling while he fills his mouth with an entire pancake.

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