You woke up to a tickling sensation above your lips. You allowed your eyes to open up a slight gap. The first thing you noticed was Ratliff above you trying not to laugh. You opened your eyes all the way, "What are you doing?"
He tried no to laugh. "Saying good morning to my beautiful girlfriend." He bent over your face and kissed you softly on the lips. Suddenly he fell on his side holding his stomach and gasping for air; he couldn't contain his laughter any longer.
"Is there something on my face," you questioned, eye brow raised.
"No, of course not." That was a positive yes. You got out of bed and looked in the mirror by your closet. You looked like a regular bedhead except for the now black marker mustache under your nose. You caught Ratliff looking at you, so you decided to play it up a little bit.
You started posing in front of the mirror admiring yourself. " Mmm I'd totally date me," you said blowing a kiss to your reflection.
Ratliff came up behind you and looked directly at your reflection. "Listen here bub," he began pointing at it, "She's mine. You got a problem with that?"
You fell to your knees laughing. Looking at his reflection he continued. "Bring it, I'm game." He proceeded to show his reflection how buff he was.
You got back up and kissed his cheek. "Come on you goof,"
He wrapped you in a bear hug and swung you around. While you were still dizzy he planted a wet kiss on your lips. "I love you, you know that," he smirked kissing you again.