ｒｅｃｋｌｅｓｓ♛; d.l

twenty three

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Well I'm still stuck at home for the next week and it's only Friday so that sucks.

I heard a knock on my door so I got out of bed to answer it.

"Who is it?" I yelled through the door.

I was still in my pajamas which consisted of flannel pajama bottoms and a black Calvin Klein sports bra but i was wearing a black zipper hoodie.

I looked through the peep hole and it was Derek.

I opened the door and smiled at him,

"Holy shit! Your body is banging!" Derek yelled.

"Well, hello to you too, Derek." I chuckled.

He closed the door behind him and grabbed my waist,

He pulled me close to him and kissed me as I kissed back with a smile.

"Mhm let me go put a shirt on," I muffled out of the kiss with laughter.

"You look fine and you have a beautiful body," Derek smiled.

I kissed his lips again before going into the kitchen,

"So what's the plan for tonight?" I asked.

"Well for starters happy 3 months baby and tonight we're gonna be cooking some food," he answered.

"Happy 3 months to you too and are you gonna start calling me baby now?" I smirked.

"I mean yeah because that's what you are to me. A baby but you're mine," he chuckled.

"Fuck you. You also need a haircut," I joked.

"I'd rather be fucking you but yeah my shit's getting pretty long." he laughed.

"Maybe it's good long so I can pull on it." I mumbled.

"You're such a tease." he whined.

I smiled and bit my lip,

"You hungry?" I asked.

"Yeah," he laughed.

I grabbed a few snacks and drinks for us before grabbing Derek's arm and pulling him upstairs with me,

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Derek and I were watching Grey's Anatomy and cuddling,

"This is a good ass show," he said.

He had his head propped up on his hand as the rest of his body was behind me and straight.

"I know it is," I laughed.

"I'm tired," he said.

"Umm it's only 1 pm," I chuckled.

"Then can we take a nap?" he asked.

"I mean it's not the first time we've slept in the same bed together, so I mean why not?" I asked.

He closed my MacBook and set it on my desk before wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling our bodies close.

"Derek?" I asked.

"Yeah?" He answered.

"Why's your hand on my waist?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" He chuckled.

"You never do it," I answered.

"Well you're my girlfriend so I'm gonna start treating you like that," he said.

I smiled at him and laid on my pillow.