WINTERS

A Cuddly Winter Afternoon

The harsh rays of the sun glared down at my face when I woke up in the afternoon. I tried shifting in bed when I felt a steel grip on my waist. Smiling, I looked down to see the sleeping face of my gorgeous boyfriend. It was times like these I wondered how, just how lucky I got to call such a wonderful man mine.

Joel and I have been dating for four years. We met when our phones got swapped in the cozy cafe not far from our University campus. You could say it was love at first sight when I met him to return his phone. It turned out that we had some common friends through whom we became good friends and after a year of back and fourth tension between us due to our feelings towards each other, he finally confessed to me.

"Baby, wake up." I said, gently stroking his soft raven locks. He grunted then went back to sleep. It was our day off from classes so we had slept the whole morning.

I tried prying his hands off my waist to get up but he tightened his hold and pulled me into his chest.

"Love, lets cuddle.." he whispered in his husky voice, nuzzling my hair and sighing with a loud sound. I knew he loved the scent of my hair, he often described it as vanilla mixed with cocoa.

We laid in the bed cuddling, listening to each other's heartbeats and basking in the warmth emanating from each other's body heat in the chilly afternoon.

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When I opened my eyes, Joel's face was the first thing that I saw. I yawned, stretching my limbs like a kitten in bed.

"Baby, you were so adamant on waking me up, but later, you slept yourself, huh?" Joel teased me with his signature smirk.

"Yah, I was exhausted after the tiring week with all the classes. I deserved some sleep." I replied getting up.

"Whatever you say, love. You going for shower? Want me to join?" He asked teasingly, arching his eyebrows with a smug smile.

"No thankyou, I'll shower alone. You mister, go make some breakfast actually lunch for us." I told the perverted brat aka my boyfriend giving him a peck on the cheek that he returned with a peck on my forehead. He loved kissing me on my forehead, he told me once.

"Aye, aye captain." He said bowing at me with a serious face. As I went to the bathroom, he went to the kitchen, walking around our apartment in nothing but his woolen pyjamas although it was freezing.

Twenty minutes later, I came out of our bedroom, freshly showered in my polka dot cardigan and a pair of thick pyjamas. When I entered the kitchen, I saw the naked, sculpted back of my boyfriend. It was the result of his constant working out hours at the gym. Joel loved gym, it was like his second home since he was a part time trainee at the local gym in our area. Where I loved his built, buff, muscled body it sometimes annoyed me to always find him at the gym. Sometimes, I doubted he loved his gym more than me although he'd refused it a thousand times already.

"What's cooking? Smells good," I whispered wrapping my arms around his tapered waist and leaning my head on his naked back.

"I'm cooking your favourite, love. Cheese omelette, bread and coffee." He replied turning to face me, flashing me the adorable bunny smile that I fell in love with the first time I saw it.

"Yuuuummmm." I squealed, hugging him tightly. He knew all my favourites since he was the one who cooked most of the times at our shared apartment being the better cook between us.

"Set the table baby, won't you? Everything's almost ready." He asked me and I nodded setting the plates on our dinning table. I sat, waiting for him and my favourite breakfast-kind-of-lunch to arrive. I couldn't wait to devour all the food cooked by my favourite chef. Joel was a great cook. In all, he was the perfect boyfriend a girl could wish for and I considered myself lucky obviously and was grateful .