Pretty Little Liars Preferences

#30 He Wakes You Up

Ezra: "Wake up, Y/N!" You hear Ezra's deep voice break through your dream. You let out a deep sigh, stretching as you roll onto your side facing him. You nuzzle back into the pillow, eyes still closed. "Wake up, beautiful." Ezra calls again. Your eyes flutter open at the feeling of his fingers brushing your cheek. For a moment, your vision is a blurry haze of sleep and sun light. After a few quick blinks, everything comes into focus, including Ezra who is propped up on his elbow, smiling at you with gentle eyes. "How did you sleep babe?" He whispers, his own voice still thick with sleep. "Mmm, good." You mumble sleepily. Ezra leans down and kisses the top of your sleep tousled hair. You let out a sharp breath and close your eyes. "Everything alright?" Ezra asks, wrapping a strong arm around you and pulling you close. You open one eye and peer up at him. "Everything is perfect." You sigh happily.

Caleb: You lay there, face down in the pillow, Caleb eases out of bed carefully not to wake you. He tip toes over to his guitar and slings the strap over his shirtless torso. Suddenly, you hear to the sounds of the guitar and Caleb singing; "Wake up, princess it's a brand new day. So get outta bed, what do ya say?" You lift your head from the pillow, giggling. There's a sudden shift of weight on the bed, indicating Caleb has sat down. You let out a drowsy sigh and roll onto your back, Caleb still strumming gently "Oh, good morning my beautiful girl, let's go get dressed and explore the world." He continues singing. You pull yourself up into a sitting position against the head board. Caleb stops strumming and scoots closer to you, taking your hand into his and bringing it to his mouth, pressing his soft pink lips to the back of it. "Good morning sleeping beauty." He says, his voice still coated with sleep. "Morning, Caleb." You yawn. Caleb laughs quietly and begins strumming again. "Come one Y/N, what do you say, pancakes and bacon to start the day?"

Toby: "Y/N?" Toby asks, shaking your shaking your shoulder gently. You mumble for him to leave you alone. "Y/N." Toby says again, this time a edge of whining in his voice. You snap your eyes open and look at the clock. "Toby, it's five in the morning for God sake, what do you want?" You snap "I need to tell you something." You pivot your slumbersome body against the mattress lazily to face Toby, his hair askew on top of his head. "What is it, Toby?" You yawn loudly. He lets out a throaty laugh and moves closer to you. "I just wanted to tell you that you're the most beautiful girl in the entire world." You stare at him with tired eyes and he gives you a gentle smile before continuing on. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me and I'm so completely and hopelessly in love with you." He flashes a warm smile revealing dimples and all. You continue to stare at him, a tingly sensation diffusing through your body as you sink in his words. You lean over and kiss him softly. "Was that worth waking you up for?" Toby smirks when you pull away. "Definitely."

Jason: It was your day off and you were hellbent on sleeping in, little did you know, Jason had a nice little... surprise in store for you. He walks in the room to find you snoring lightly, still dead to the world. He carefully eases your limp body into his arms, lifting you with ease. You let out a sleepy sigh and shiver at the loss of the warm blanket. He carries you bridal style down the stairs and out the back patio door toward your in ground pool. He eases you down on an inflatable pool lounger, chuckling as he does so. Carefully he pushes the bright pink lounger into the water. He stands back triumphantly, watching as your sleeping body floats in the pool. He turns to walk back into the house, watching through the kitchen window, waiting for you to get up. You roll slightly, your hand falling from it's spot on your stomach and into the water. Your eyes fly open and you inhale sharply. "Jason!" you screech. You can hear him laughing loudly from the kitchen. You carefully sit up, as to not knock topple off into the water. "Jason DiLaurentis, I am going to murder you!"

Mike: It's a rare occasion when Mike is up before you, let alone him waking you up. The both of you lay motionless under the covers. The only sound is your deep breathing and Mike's quiet mumbling in his sleep. Mike huffs loudly as he repositions himself. He lays there, his eyes closed but other senses awake. You move in your sleep and let out a small grunt, causing Mike to chuckle. He wraps his arms around you and pulls your body against his chest. The sudden movement waking you. "Mmm, good morning." You giggle sleepily. Mike places butterfly kisses against your back. "Good morning, gorgeous." He responds. You roll over in his arms to face him. His eyes still hooded and groggy. You smile at him and run your fingers through his flattened quiff. "Sleep well, Y/N?" He asks, taking your hand in his. You nod and sigh in response. "So what's the plan for today?" He asks, leaning down and kissing your nose. You capture his face in your hands and pull his lips back down, kissing him lazily. "I'm perfectly fine with that." Mike mutters against your lips as he rolls his body to hover over yours.