Stay With Me § BWWM JB

2 • The Studio

"I look ugly,
delete that one"

I wake up the next morning with Sam still wrapped up in my arms. I tilt my head down to see her sound asleep and she looks so peaceful. She didn't go to sleep until around 3AM, which made me feel really bad for forcing her to watch that movie with me.

I look over her to the clock on the nightstand, 9:34. My stomach growls as I'm about to lay back down and go back to sleep. "Dammit," I groan, gently removing Sam's arms from around me and slowly get out of bed to go to the bathroom and wash up. I'm not much of a morning person. Only thing that gets me out of bed is if my stomach is screaming at me to feed it, Scooter drops by, or my girlfriend is already up before me. Sometimes I take a little longer getting ready because I'm just trying to feel somewhat awake, like this morning.

After my shower, I head downstairs to the kitchen to find something to make for breakfast. It's not really something I do too often because I can't cook for shit and everyone knows that, even my fans. It's just that I like to surprise Sam sometimes because seeing that cute smile on her face makes me happy.

Thirty minutes of cooking it up in the kitchen and I finally hear the voice that puts a smile on my face. "Justin?" Sam calls out for me like in the scary movies. 

I chuckle to myself, "In the kitchen, babe."

Her quick footsteps sound down the stairs and she comes into my view, rubbing the sleep away from her eyes before setting them on me and sending a lazy smile. "What is all this?" she motions with her hands. "When did you become somewhat of a professional cook?" a surprised look appears on her face as she walks closer and sees what I managed to make without burning the place down.

"I don't know," I shrug. I truly didn't have a plan with what I wanted to cook, but I made what I knew how to. "I may have learned a couple things from you."

"Well, you're one sexy cook," she says just before planting her soft lips on mine.

I wink when she pulls away, "I am, aren't I?" I side-eye her with a smirk as I scoot a filled plate and glass of orange juice towards her. She sits down next to me at the countertop and digs in.

"Mhm," she hums as she takes a forkful of pancakes to her mouth.

We eat in silence, and that's only because of how good the food is. I don't mean to toot my own horn, but toot toot. I'm surprised that it wasn't totally horrible. The bacon was a little on the crispier side, but I think I did a good job overall. If I were to judge myself I would get a 9 out of 10.

After taking the last bite of my eggs over easy, Sam turns to me and her lips curve up into a smile. "That was so delicious. Thank you for cooking breakfast, baby."

I lean over and peck her lips, "You're welcome. What are your plans for today?" I ask as I stand up from my chair, taking both of our plates and empty glasses to set them in the sink. "I have to head to the studio, you wanna come with me?"

She follows me out of the kitchen then finds her spot at my right and wraps her arms around my shoulders as we ascend the stairs, "No, I'm hanging out with the girls today. I'll come by there later maybe."

I nod my head and we take the last step up before heading down the hall to her room. As soon as we walk in, she strides over to her bed and plops down on it with her legs dangling over the edge.

"Do you have to go now?" she props herself up on her elbows to look at me.

"Well not really. I mean, I can spare ten minutes," I say cheekily as I move in between her legs, gently pushing her back onto the bed and pressing my lower half against hers, moving my head down to kiss her lips. Her hands make their way to my back as I put more force into the kiss with each passing second.