"How do i look?"

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Slowly, i wake up to the feeling of warm air on my cheeks.
Turning on my side i feel something or rather someone shift next to me.

"Good morning" a deep husky voice greets next to me.

I open my eyes only to shut them immediately.

"Why the hell is it so bright in here?" I ask, my voice groggy.

Blinking rapidly, i give my eyes the opportunity to adjust to the light.

Finally being able to see, i turn to the being lying next to me.

He's laying on his side, propped up on his elbow so he's slightly above me but all i can think of is the dazzling smile on his face.

"You're awfully happy this morning." I point out with a smile of my own.

"I can't help it." He says almost as a whisper, his eyes darting about memorizing every inch of my face.

"You're gorgeous." He states softly, still smiling might i add.

If i were watching all this in a movie, i'd probably cringe.....but its my reality, and i can't help but smile.

It's not everyday you wake up to a dazzling smile and a complement from someone you like.

"And you're making me blush. You can't keep doing this Shawn. It's too early and i can't handle all your shirtless smiling glory right now. This is not healthy" I whine, running my hands over my face.

Laughing, he climbs out of bed and walks into my bathroom only to come out seconds later with his toothbrush in hand.

Shirtless.

Grey sweatpants.

Oh Lord i need to be cleansed.

"Are you checking me out?" He asks teasingly.

"Of course i am you idiot! You're standing infront of a teenage hormonal girl, shirtless and in sweatpants.....what do you expect me to do?" I ask as i throw my pillow at him.

"Rhea, Shawn! Get down here before all the food is gone!" Miranda yells, cutting off Shawn's response in the process.

Struggling to get out of my soft, comfy bed, i roll off, landing on the ground much to my dismay.

With a groan, i stand up and stretch.

"Step aside chicken nugget." I say as i push Shawn to the side and walk into my bathroom.

Quickly, i brush my teeth, wash my face and brush my hair before walking into the room where Shawn is busy inspecting something on my night stand.

"You really keep them?" He asks, holding up all the notes he's given me over time.

"Every single one of them." I say, emphasising each word.

A wide grin graces his face, showing off his teeth.

"They really do help me.....a lot actually." I admit as i grab a large t-shirt to wear over my sports bra and shorts.

"I'm glad they do."

So, we both walk down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"You both decided to get up, i see." Mira says, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

" we didn't decide anything. I was about to go back to sleep before you started screaming like a deranged witch." I counter as i stack waffles on my plate.

"It's 3:30 you lazy bum. You slept all day." Jake says, his face stuffed with waffles and bacon.

"Wait....seriously?" I ask.

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