‘What’s your favourite thing about me?’ I asked gently, my index finger circling Justin’s navel absently, my head resting on his bare shoulder.
‘Your tits.’ He hummed sleepily. I rolled my eyes with a smile on my face. ‘The way you look at me when you think I’m not looking and the way you accept me for who I am, every single part of me, good and bad.’
‘Lord knows there’s some bad.’ I teased gently, my cheeks burning at his compliments. I don’t understand how it was possible for someone to not love Justin, it was like second nature to me. I did it unconsciously, like breathing.
‘Shut up.’ Justin scoffed playfully. ‘Your tits are definitely up there though.’ He added and I looked down at my naked chest before snuggling closer to him. ‘What about me?’
‘You make me feel safe. You make me feel like no-one will ever hurt me and that you’re so not funny, it makes you funny.’
‘I am funny!’ Justin objected and I giggled light-heartedly.
‘I love the way you make me feel. That’s my favourite thing about you.’
‘So my tits aren’t your favourite thing about me, I’m offended.’ I laughed at him trying to prove how funny he was. ‘Thanks for the pity laugh, asshole.’ He grumbled and I placed an open mouth kiss on his jaw.
‘I love you.’
‘I love you, too.’
I settled back into my previous position, running my fingers along his abdomen. We lay like that for a little while longer. My eyes were getting heavy and I couldn’t remember feeling so content when Justin’s stomach growled obnoxiously.
I sniggered and looked up at him, his eye opened lazily. ‘Did you just wake yourself up?’
‘Huh?’ He grumbled, pulling me tighter.
‘Are you hungry?’ I asked, smiling at how cute he was.
‘A little bit,’ he nodded, yawning.
‘Me too, I’ll go make something to eat.’ I rolled off the bed and stretched my arms above my head, arching my back letting out a long sigh. I bent over and picked up Justin’s t-shirt and boxers, shimmying into them and walking into my kitchen without looking back, I knew Justin was watching me.
I started opening up all my cupboards and looked in my fridge. I need to go shopping for more food. Luckily, Justin wasn’t a hard man to please so grilled cheese would suit him perfectly. I made them quickly and efficiently before returning to my bed with two plates.
‘You’re a Goddess.’ Justin groaned appreciatively as he bit into the sandwich.
I laughed lightly. ‘Thank you. I’m going over Haley’s tonight.’ I informed Justin while I ate some of my own food.
