I am not done [Completed]

Mother

Kit's POV

I woke up feeling a little fuzzy. My head swung around as if I was suffering from a hangover. Which I was not. It was just the normal feeling I get after crying. And last night, I fell asleep while crying, so that's why I got the feeling right now. 

I tried to reach out to Ming, tried to hug him, but he wasn't next to me. 

I tried rolling around on the whole length of the bed, trying to find him, but he was nowhere to be found. So, I sat on the edge of our bed and heard voices downstairs. A low voiced humming. What is he doing at this hour? I looked at the clock. Well shit, it was already almost 11.

I stood up quickly and wore some casual clothes that I found on the floor. I just smelled them and they were clean, mostly.

Then I decided to go downstairs to look what this humming boyfriend of mine was doing.

I stopped on my tracks as I smelled something good coming out of our kitchen. Was he making breakfast?

I ran the stairs down and went to the kitchen doorway.

I was left there, stunned. And I was pretty sure I was drooling, like legit, drooling. 

He was making something on the stove.

His back was facing me. He wore his tight black jeans and... yeah that's it basically. He didn't have a shirt. His hair was messily pointing in every direction possible, but it just made him more hotly attractive. 

Alright and that's it. 

I moved my hands to the hem of my own shirt and pulled it over my head. Well, if he's allowed to be half naked, then so am I.

I sneakily, without making any sounds, not even breathing, sneaked behind him. I slid my hands around his waist and buried my face to his neck.

I felt his body tensing a little, possibly because my hands were cold.

But then he relaxed. "Morning Kitty."

I growled against his skin and kissed his neck. I moved myself even closer to his body and pushed my chest to his back. "mrng..." I mumbled. Good for him if he understood what I was mumbling.