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i laid in bed, my back against ethan's chest. this was our first sleepover since we started dating, and it was perfect. the sun peeked through the blinds, and soon i felt the warmth of the sun on y skin.
ethan's arm was draped over me, and our legs were loosely tangled. his head rested slight on my neck, slightly off, i wasn't sure exactly how it could be comfortable.
ethan's other arm was stretched out and ran under my head. i ran my hand up and down his arm, thinking about all those times his arms held me - whether it was something good or bad.
the memory of ethan picking me up from the airport after i had gone away for two weeks to visit my parents kept running through my mind.
i glanced around, my hand full of luggage, looking for ethan. after a few minutes, i saw ethan run into the airport, his hands desperately trying to fix his hair, looking around.
he looked up and saw me, flashing his signature smile. as the airport cleared, i ran towards ethan, my luggage flying uncontrollably.
once i reached him, i dropped everything and jumped into his arms. ethan held onto me tightly as my legs wrapped around him. we wasted no time, almost instantly kissing.
after a few minutes, ethan put me down and pulled me into one of his hugs that always made me feel warm and fuzzy.
i saw ethan's hand twitch, feeling his arm that was draped over me lift up. a few moments later, i felt that same hand running up and down the side of my body before resting on my stomach.
ethan then removed both of his arms from me and sat up a little. i was curious as to what he would do next, so i laid still. ethan gently grabbed me and lifted me up as he laid back down.
"what if i was asleep?" i giggled.
"oh, and what kind of sleeping girlfriend keeps touching her boyfriend's arm?" he raises an eyebrow. i suppressed a smile and waited for ethan to put me down, which he did.
he then flipped us over so i was underneath him. i placed my arms around him as he pressed his lips against mine. our lips move in sync, and everything felt right.
ethan pulled away and laid down next to me, pulling me so i was on my side, facing him.
"good morning" he tucked a few strands of hair behind my ear.
"I would love to have a good morning like that, every morning" i played with one of his hands. ethan chuckled and kissed my cheek.
"we'll find a way to make that happen" he ran his thumb across my jaw. "you know i'm the luckiest guy in the world, right?" ethan asked. "oh really? how so?" i smirked. "only the luckiest guy gets the most amazing girl" he winked. i blushed and gave him a quick peck.
"you're beautiful"
"stop...you shower me with so much love. if someone says something like my shoes are ugly, i'll cry" i hit his chest. ethan chuckles and reached over me.
"what are you doing?" i gave him a weird look. "you told me to stop showering you with love...so i won't" he grinned and hit me with a pillow. "hey!" i squealed and grabbed my pillow to defend myself.
for the next few minutes, we had a playful pillow fight until ethan grabbed me and kissed me, metaphorically waving the white flag. i grinned and kissed back, sitting on top of his stomach.
"last one to the kitchen has to make breakfast!" i winked and jumped up, running out of the room.
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