Saturday, December 26, 2015

My mornings go like



This:

"Baby I don't know where are the shorts."

"I gave you."

"I wear but come out."

And he dozes off again.

My boyfriend is the most adorable thing. He has the habit of taking off his pants in his sleep because it's too hot under the blankets. And he'll always wake up with his shorts misplaced and I'll have to find it for him.

Today was no different. Me waking up earlier than him, preparing breakfast, then kissing him awake so we can eat together.

I love the moments when he stirs. He's starting to be awake and he would place a protective hand on my thigh, then he would peek through one eye and see that it's me and smile sleepily and bear hug me into his arms, returning my kisses on whichever part of my face I push towards his lips :)

My favorite morning routine.

Today I managed to nail the perfect breakfast, as he gestured to the table spread and instructed that this was the exact spread he wants for all future breakfasts at my place from now on.

We caught another Friends episode that I watched previously so I spent much of the episode fussing over him and bothering him, planting my face next to him knowing he'll automatically turn and kiss me heh heh.

He had to leave in a while for a meetup and I kept refusing, holding his hand and grumpily shaking my head at him till he laid with me back in bed, giving me the final few snuggles to remember him by before he left.

Now I'm a sad puppy again :(

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