"I'll pee! Stop!" I manage through my laughs and he finally stops.
"Thank goodness," I inhale some air but that air gets lost when he kisses me harshly.
"Sorry," he whispers against my lips.
"Hm," I hum and I feel him lick his lips. He does that every time we smooch.
"You are very smexute," I mix the word smexy and cute together.
"I'm not even going to question it," he mumbles, a soft sigh leaving right after.
"You are gorgute," I throw my hand to my mouth when he said that to muffle my horrible, loud laugh.
I don't want to wake Atlas and Kayden up.
"You're adorable," I ruffle his hair and he scoffs, flipping me off.
"What's your favourite singer?" I tilt my head down at him and he hums, thinking of something.
"I don't have one,"
What? Who doesn't have a favourite singer?
"Favourite food?"
He shakes his head.
Oh, great heavens. What? How?
"Do you have a favourite anything?" I ask him and he sits up, a smile on his face.
He crosses his legs and nods his head repeatedly.
He must really like this thing.
"Finally! What is it?" I hum, patting the animal that is sleeping next to me.
"I have a favourite person,"
"At least you have a favourite person," I shrug my shoulders and he holds his legs with his hands.
He looks like a student that just started school. It's so cute.
"Who is it?" I tilt my head and smile at him.
"You. You're my favourite person," he chuckles lowly and I hold my heart.
That's the sweetest thing anybody could say. I think. There are a lot sweeter things you could say like; Omg you look like a goat.
"Awe, Zeke. You're my favourite person too," he moves up to me and lays his head on my chest.
For a guy who is 'grr', he is sure an 'awe' aka a softie.
"I love you. You know that right?" he looks up at me, a smile resting on his face.
He loves me.
I mean, I love myself too but he loves me?
"You love me?" I mutter quietly, my eyes widen and he nods.
I love you 3000. Stop, this isn't the time.
"All the time," he chuckled lowly and I wiggle my eyebrows.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Adelia ✎
Lãng mạn[ONGOING] "What would you do if I die?" "Die." "Oh you would die?" I mumble and he nods giving me a small smile. "What would you do if I die?" He repeats my question. "Live." He frowns and I internally evil laugh at myself. That was a good one...
