You rubbed your eyes as you risen from your sleep. Turning on your side, tucking your hands beneath your pillow, you came in eye contact with a blue eyed Mick.
"Good Mornin', love." He beamed, in the same position as you, only centimetres from your face. "Good Morning, love." You replied, grinning like a child.
Mick shuffled closer, still rested on his shoulder, to place a kiss on your red nose. He pulled away, you blushing, to reveal how smudged the eyeliner from the previous day was around his eyes.
"Sleep well?" He asked, letting an arm rub your now exposed, bare bicep. "Sleep well?" You repeated mischievously, causing Mick's brows to furrow with confusion.
Mick being Mick, he did not realise your game yet. "Mmmm, yeah. I'd say so." He told you, flipping to lay on his back and push him self straight to sit up against the metal head board.
You rolled your eyes at his unawareness. "Mmm.." you rubbed your chin, "yeah... I'd say so." You copied his words once again, shooting a playful glare at your boyfriend who was staring back down at you with confusion.
Suddenly you could see the light switch within his pupils. An expression of shock lasted for a split second until a wide, amused smirk was plastered across his face. "Oh, I see." He mumbled, biting his plump bottom lip.
"Oh I see!" You exclaimed back at him, jumping up to sit up as he did so. "You really want to test me, Y/N?" He laughed, squinting.
"You really want to test me, Y/N?"
"I smell!" Mick jumped, pointing at you, unsure if you would copy him.
You scrunched your nose in fake disgust, yet you copied him anyways, no way you were to give up. "I smell!" You replied in the same tone.
"Michael Philip Jagger is the most handsome man I ever laid eyes on!" He said smugly. You rolled your eyes again, repeating the words once again.
Both being stubborn, you two allowed this to carry on for several minutes. Mick began to shout random words such as 'orange!' And 'hippopotamus' to throw you off course. He even forced you to suffer through tongue twisters. You were resilient and recalled each word Mick said.
Now, you two sat opposite each other, cross legged in bed. Screaming words at each other like children; you both were not giving up.
"Squirrel!"
"Squirrel!"
"Hullabaloo!"
"Hullabaloo!"
"I love you!" Mick retorted. Despite shouting it at you mid-game, it was full of purpose and meaning. He believed this was the right time to confess his true feelings.
Within a heartbeat, you screamed it back, you had not realised what you had just said. "I love you!"
Mick smiled warningly, not so child like any more. You then felt the blood of embarrassment rushing to your cheeks which were now a crimson. You had just confessed your love to Mick.
It may of been a game, but you also were sure of your feelings. Mick grabbed your hand that rested on your crossed legs. "Good." He hummed, leaning to press into your lips. "Good." You repeated into the kiss, earning a snigger from your lover.
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