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its you - garrett børns

POV: 1st person
Prompt: waking up to Garrett cause im not creative ;')
Warnings: none
Y/f/s : your favorite song

I really don't know why but I get uncomfortable writing about real people instead of characters so y'all better like this.

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I heard birds chirping and singing signaling morning time, so I opened my eyes. I jumped at something, only to discover it was the bright sun shining through the window pane. I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hands, then plopped them down onto my body.

I heard a grunt, startling me, forgetting that Garrett was there. I wasn't used to sleeping next to someone. I have boundary issues, and not in the good way. Anyway, I turned onto my side to look at him. He was asleep, as I thought. And his hair still looked like it did yesterday. Ugh. Guys. No matter what I do before bed, I still wake up with a beaver dam of a head. Okay, back to reality again.

His body raised and lowered with each breath, with a Mona Lisa smile on his face. Not exactly smiling, but not frowning. I smiled (unlike Mona Lisa) at his tranquility, and I reached under the covers and lightly grabbed his hand. This interrupted the tranquility because he woke, quickly pulling away his hand. He jumped just like me, but calmed when he realized it was only me.

"Hi," I whispered.

"Hi," he whispered back, taking my hand. "Your hair looks cute," he said sarcastically.

"I know," I laughed, him following. I pecked him on the lips, right where the sun was shining. Makes sense. (Omg I almost put lmao bc I constantly say it help)

"Hey, guess what?"

"What?" I guessed.

"I love you."

"That's cool," I joked. He glared at me in a sarcastic way. "Okay. I love you too," he smiled and kissed me again. And again. And again. And again, for like, two more minutes.

"You know," I said, breaking the make-out session, "I will never get used to sleeping next to someone, even if it's you." (It's Youuuuu)

"Why not?" He chuckled.

"I have boundary issues. In which mine is not being too close to people," now I chuckled. "But I'll get used to it."

"You better." We both lied down on our backs, still holding hands. I really did love him, too. And so what if he's a celebrity. To tell the truth, I didn't know that until our third date, all because one of his popular songs came on in the restaurant we were in.

"Hey, you should sing me something," I suggested.

"I love you, but it's eight in the morning," he said, making me laugh.

"Whatever you want. I don't care," and I didn't. It gives me the chills whenever he sings. His voice is so dynamic and sweet.

So he started singing. It was y/f/s. He didn't know that, but I mentally squealed in excitement when I heard the first lyric. Garrett Borns's voice plus y/f/s equals the most happy y/n on Earth.

He was halfway through the song, when I couldn't contain it and I had to kiss him again.

"I wasn't done, Miss," he scolds.

"I don't care. I love you too much. You're too great," I pecked him again.

"No, you."

"Mr Borns, don't even get me started."

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You're the man, Steve.
No YOURE the man, Rick!

Comment if you get that ^^ and I'll love you.

My favorite BØRNS songs are
• Past Lives
• American Money
• Holy Ghost

Thanks for wasting your time on my shit writing.