5:30 am. The alarm clock blares obnoxiously through the small bedroom, causing you to jump awake and Keanu groan in dismay. "I'm sorry." He croaked deeply, apologising and switches the alarm off, rolling back over in the warm duvet and pecking your cheek swiftly. Long oak hair tickles you slightly, his morning breath not too bad. After beginning to get up, Keanu freezes, legs hanging over the bed and elbows resting on each knee.
The white vest top and grey pj bottoms he is sporting are slightly sweaty, in a gorgeous rugged, manly fashion. "Babe? What's up?" You ask quietly, still not used to being awake at half five in the morning. He sighs heartily, cheeks resting in each hand.
After a little pause, he speaks up. "It's getting harder to wake up now. I feel like I'm just getting too old, you know. Maybe it's time to stop this action movie rubbish and stop kidding myself". Keanu admits sadly, staring down at the carpeted floor. How could he say such things? He is in excellent shape, conditioned perfectly, motivated.
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"Stop that nonsense! It's 5:30, no one blames you for struggling to get out of bed. And for the record, you are so strong willed and motivated when it comes to work and that really shows in the final product. So stop being so doubtful." You add softly, managing to wake up enough to crawl over to Keanu and wrap your arms around him from behind. His body sinks beautifully into your own whilst you rest your chin upon one muscly shoulder. Sighing gratefully, Keanu responds in a little nod that tells that he feels a little better then before.
"Now." You ask between giving peppered kisses down his sweet neck. "How long until you have to be on set?"
Turning to face you a little confused, deep brown eyes studying your face softly. "About an hour and a bit...why?" He ask gruffly, innocently. Mustering all the strength you could find for this early on, you manage to pull Keanu back down onto the bed, flipping yourself so you straddled the tall, toned and rugged man. With hair dangling on his face and a petite hand caressing him softly, Keanu smiled beautifully, soft pink lips meshing with your own.
"Because." You pulled away breathlessly. "I'm waking you up."
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