Someone asked for fluff and I couldn't resist I'm sorry
Soft kisses were pressed to my neck as I started to open my eyes. With my tiredness still engulfing me, I didn't think twice about the kisses, or the unfamiliar scent of the sheets, or the fact that I wasn't even in my own bed. I yawned softly, letting out a small hum in content. As I let everything sink, allowing myself to comprehend, I realized where I actually was.
I was laying in my English professor's bed with his arms wrapped tightly around my waist.
On the surface it sounded quite creepy, as if it was some young girl and her cradle robbing superior. Instead it was me, a young girl, as well as her young, goofy, professor who managed to get a job with his name spelt wrong. Though most girls would probably feel odd after a night like that, I couldn't help but to snuggle further into the covers and his arms.
His innocent kisses had ceased with his realization I was awake, leaving him to simply hold me. He slid a hand under his shirt that I was wearing, seeing as I had to change into something after our bath. A warm palm held my hip as his slightly husky morning voice broke the silence. "Morning, Y/N. Hope you slept well, darlin'."
"I did," I mumbled out. I turned around in his grip and wrapped my arms around his neck before burying my face into his shoulder. A soft chuckle resonated from his chest, presumably at my clinginess.
With some readjustments, Awsten had me pulled on top of him and wrapped up under the sheets. My face rested against his chest while he rubbed my back. His warm hands had me melting into his embrace.
"Baby, do you want breakfast or anything?" I stirred slightly before looking up and meeting Awsten's tired eyes. There was a happy glint in them, despite the clear sleep still holding onto the mismatched orbs. In that moment I was finally able to take everything in, like the messiness of his hair or the darkness of the room despite it being past 7 in the morning.
"No, I'm okay. Do you want me to go make you anything-" I asked as I started to get up. His arms caught me before I could move too much and pulled me back in.
"I was offering to make you something," he smiled. "I'm fine, what kind of guy would I be if I made you cook food for me in my own home?"
I rolled my eyes softly before relaxing once again and snuggling into his chest. My eyebrows furrowed as I realized that the sun really should be up by now. Awsten's curtains were closed, but not strong enough to block out morning sunshine. "Aws?"
"Yes, baby?" I could sense the minor annoyance in his voice, seeing as all he wanted to do was lay in bed and cuddle.
"What time is it?" I felt him reach over to the nightstand before coming back.
"7:43."
"Why is it still dark, we're well into December," I mumbled into his chest. I was mainly talking to myself, but I quickly felt him scoot me off of him and onto my back. I watched as he stood, admiring the way he could look so perfect first thing in the morning. He walked across his spacious bedroom, going over to the large windows that sat on the wall to the right of the bed.
He drew the curtains aside before groaning slightly. My eyes simply widened at the snowy parking lot and gray sky. A small grin fell on my face at the sight of at least 4 inches of snow coating the landscape.
I quickly rolled out of bed and made my way over to the window, the pattering of my footsteps causing him to turn to look at me. His tired face held a smile similar to mine as he watched me. "It's so pretty."
