Welcome to AIL season 4, read season 1-3 first of this epic Sci-fi adventure which is completed and on my wattpad.
It's winter break and the Grayson family decides to come together on the Island of Bridgeport for a Christmas reunion. But a lot can...
I wake up the following morning to find my Mari was still asleep. Curled up in the fetal position with his legs touching mine and his hands pressed together under his slightly blushed cheek.
As the light just started to creep in through the skylight, I watch his chest slowly rise and fall, the tiniest little snore escaping his pink lips. I stare at his face, from his perfect features to the small scratch on the side of his nose which sometimes happens when he scratches himself in his sleep with his long nails.
There's a tiny little beauty mark below his left eye and his messy curls mixes with fluffy waves of light brown hair which flowed across his face. Everything else falls just perfectly as I carefully reach out and pull the blanket up to cover his exposed chest, not wanting him to get sick again.
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"Good morning, Hamie-yah," he groans softly, I had learned from my lessons in Alohowa that adding an ah or yah at the end of someone's name was like a term of endearment. Though I always felt weird saying it, the words sounded so cute when they rolled off the tip of his polyglot tongue.
Without opening his eyes, he snuggles himself closer to me, nuzzling his head against my chest as I hold him close.
"Mmmm...Ohayo, Na'u 'oe...umm...Mau loa, Mari-ah," I attempt to say 'Good morning you're mine forever' but my Mari sounded more like Maria and from hearing his small uncontrollable giggle, I can tell I had probably messed it up in a thousand different ways.
"I'm impressed, that was really good. I'm only laughing because it sounds weird with the American accent," he giggles and I tilt my chin up to kiss his forehead.
"Mmm, I love your forehead kisses," he mutters as I hold him in my arms.
"But I don't like your morning breath," He adds and I roll my eyes.
"It's okay, I don't like yours either." I groan as I start to get up but he pulls me back down.
"Nooooo, I'm not ready to wake up yet," He pouts and I chuckle a little.
"Aish, Mari we have an early flight," I groan as I rub my eyes.
"Twelve is not early," He huffs and turns away from me to snuggle with the pillow. Jealous, I hold him close with his back to my chest and gently kiss the nape of his neck.
"Twelve is early for you," I remind him and he closes his eyes.
"What time is it anyway?" He asks and I raise his arm to look at his watch since my phone was too far away.
"Like six in the morning," I announce.
"Get out of here with your early flight!Come back to me at seven." he scoffs and I roll my eyes behind his back. Pressing my lips to his neck again with my hand on his lean, muscular chest. Slowly drifting down his naked body, only to get a sharp kick in response.
"No," he growls but I continue.
"Hamie!" At his squeal, there's a quick scampering of tiny pawprints running on the hardwood floor as Nikko runs in from the living room of my little apartment and jumps onto the bed to protect his papa at all cost. Licking my face in a full-on attack.
"Get him Nikko!" Mari laughs his ass off as I get attacked and he laughs so hard he falls off the edge of the bed.
Then it was my turn to laugh as he groans in pain and our puppy takes his attacks to the floor.
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