【 EIGHTEEN 】
➤ TYPES OF KISSES
❝ some people care too much.
i think it's called love.❞
oOo
"Good Morning" Kiss: Sloppy, lethargic, barely even a kiss. You roll over sleepily, pressing your lips onto her face where you barely remember her mouth to be. It only serves the purpose of waking [c/n] up, because as soon as her eyes adjust to the sunlight she props herself upon her side, fingers curling at your back as she pulls your body flush against hers.
"We have to get up," you giggle as she lazily kisses the corner of your mouth, her eyes half-closed. Yawning, she nods, opening a single eye and smirking unmistakably.
"Kiss first," [c/n] licks her lips, brushing away the loose tendrils of your hair obscuring your beautiful face. Thinking upon how she ever got so lucky to find herself in the same bed as you, she claims your lips, with full intention to deepen the kiss when you push her away, laughing.
"Go brush your teeth first," you mock disgust, swinging your legs over the bed and stretching your muscles as [c/n] watches greedily. "I'm going to take a shower," you tell her.
She grins lopsidedly, lust flashing across her eyes as she looks at you. "Well, I don't suppose you want to save some water?"
"[C/N]!"
"Hello" Kisses: Soft, and usually short-lived. You meet in the middle; [c/n]'s arm slipping easily around your waist as her lips find yours. You're thankful for that, because your knees seem to turn into jelly the moment she kisses you.
You respond enthusiastically, swiping your tongue across her bottom lip but pulling away before it becomes impossible to. [c/n] smiles beautifully at you, pecking your irresistible lips one last time.
"Missed me?" she asks brazenly, smirking. You grin back.
"Very much, my love."
"Bad Day" Kisses: Most of the time, a single of [c/n]'s sweet kisses is all you need to relax entirely. Some days when life's lemons are extremely sour, you return home and collapse wordlessly at your desk, burying your head in your arms. This is [c/n]'s first sign that you have had a bad day.
She tentatively approaches your study— you had insisted than she always knock or inform you before going into your study— but [c/n] does not knock, knowing the loud sound could possibly aggravate your headache.
She makes sure you know that she has come in, padding softly behind your chair and placing her soft hands on your shoulders. The knots in your muscles are the second and the last sign she needs, and here [c/n] sighs, working her hands across your back silently as she relieves your body of the stress.
"I love you," [c/n] says first, knowing it's what you need to hear. A gentle silence follows, but she waits patiently.
"I love you too," you sigh finally, raising your head from the desk. [c/n] smiles, dropping her first kiss on your hairline, feeling the way your veins throbbed under her lips.
"I'll never stop loving you," mumbled [c/n], now moving her lips to your temple. Her mouth grazed your hair, but you only hummed contentedly, sliding an arm around her figure to clutch her tighter against your body.
"You are beautiful," is [c/n]'s next compliment, kissing the tip of your nose softly. You giggle, watching her lips puckering again as she went for your cheek.
"You are brilliant," says [c/n], pulling away to gaze into your deep [e/c] eyes. "And you are my endgame, [y/n]. I love you, so much."
Tears prickle at your eyes, but you say nothing, closing your eyes and allowing [c/n] to press her lips on yours.
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