THE SOUNDS OF MASON'S SNORES filled the quiet room as I tried to nudge myself out of his arms. "No," he groaned as he pulled me closer in. "Babe, I've got to get up," I tell him.
"Please stay in bed with me," he begs. His eyes now fluttered open, staring at me. "Mason, I need to tidy up the house," I continue to fight off his grip. "Let's just have a lazy day," he begs. "At least let me brush my teeth," I tell him.
I slid out of his grip and head toward the bathroom. Heavy footsteps followed me as I grabbed my toothbrush. "I need to brush mine too," he looks at me in the mirror.
As we simultaneously brushed our teeth, Mason snuck his hands around my waist. "You're so beautiful," he mumbled as he brushes his teeth.
A blush crept on my face as I continued.
I finished my morning routine before venturing downstairs, Mason's footsteps were quick behind me. "What are you doing?" he asks. "I'm going to throw a load of laundry in and then cook some breakfast," I walk toward the laundry room.
"Here," Mason hands me his traveling clothes that were on the floor. "Thank you," I laughed as we loaded the machine. "Baby, can we just cuddle now?" Mason asks.
"Are you not hungry?" I ask him. "Not really," he mumbled.
"How about something small?" I ask him. "Like a fruit salad," I suggest. "Mkay," he sighed as we walked toward the kitchen.
Mason rumbled through the cabinets, grabbing bowls and knives as I searched through the fridge for what fruit I wanted. "Hm, I could do-" I was cut off by Mason grabbing random fruits. "What are you rushing for!?" I laughed.
"Faster it gets done, faster we get to cuddle," he mutters as he quickly chops things up. "Who knew you were a dicer?" I teased as I walked toward him. "Breakfast is served," he hands me the bowl.
"Thank you chef Mason," I kissed his cheek.
We walked over to the couch, Mason sat down and pulled me into his lap. "Here," I turn sideways as I put some fruit into his mouth. "Thank you," he kisses my jaw.
"What do you want to watch?" I scrolled through Netflix. "I'm fine with anything," he holds me tighter.
"Did you get a new perfume? You smell amazing," I didn't think I could get closer to Mason, but he made it work. "No, it's the same one," I move my position sideways. "Smells different today," he sighed.
"I do have to run to the store today at some point, we have to figure out what we're going to eat for dinner," I tell him. "No, we don't," Mason says. "We can order in," he suggests.
"Babe," I laugh as I run my fingers through his hair.
"Why are you being so sweet today?" I look at him. "I just missed you," he sighs. "You were only gone for three days," I chuckle. "Three days too long. I wanted to be with you," he admits.
"Aw Mase," I stick my lip out. "I love you," I kiss his cheek. "I love you too,"
"Now," he places my bowl on the coffee table. "Let's just cuddle," he lays us both down.
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