(Sorry that it's a short story)
Bruce was on top of you, sleeping peacefully on your stomach. You were just watching a movie on the couch when Bruce came into the living room and laid on top of you. And not you are in the situation where you can't move or else your boyfriend will wake up.
It's like a damn cat or dog on you but you can't move unless you make them want to hate you for the rest of their lives.
As you tried to get up, Bruce has hold you down even harder. He didn't want you to leave him.
"Please....don't go..." he murmured softly into your stomach.
"Fuck." You said silently. You didn't want to move no more. Your boyfriend is literally so adorable when he is sleepy. He dark black hair being messy while you are trying not to move much.
You giggle softly as you comb and petted his hair.
'This isn't so bad after all...' you thought, staring at Bruce. As comfortable silence and the low tv volume goes on.
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