Shawn always seems to wake up before you. He takes much pride in his ways of waking you up, because he always seems to come up with new ways.
Each strategy can vary from just a little poke on the cheek or pinch on the nose, to a serious make out session while you're still sleeping.
This morning was a particularly epic one, where he decided to lean in to your ear and press his plump lips to it, muffling all kinds of pssts and sfffss while nibbling all over it and planting kisses on your jawline.
You instantly wake up and he smiles when he sees your eyes, tickling your stomach until you kick him off, and he falls off the bed with a thud.
"Turd," He groans from the ground, standing to his feet. "I was about to wish you a good morning and call you something cute like baby or honey or sweetie, but you ruined it. You ruined it."
You laugh, rolling over and taking advantage of the full bed. "It's never a good morning when it begins with tickles!"
He grins, hopping back onto the bed and pulling the covers up over his head.
"Liar, you loved it," He smirks.
There was a long pause before you smile and say, "I did."
He looks over at you gently and sticks out his bottom lip. "Will you please please please give me a kiss right here on my lip?" He begs, pointing to the spot on his lip he was sticking out.
You close your eyes and sigh as if you were dreading doing it, leaning over and giving him a long, salty kiss where he ran his fingers through your tangle of hair then softly sailed his fingers over the small of your back where your skin was exposed.
When you finally pulled away, you were basically on top of him. "Now that's a good morning," You whisper, and he responds with another kiss.
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