She started kissing you a bit harder, causing you confusion. But sometimes, you liked it when she was a little more. She kissed back, adoring how sweet she was. You sighed happily, and pulled her into you, kissing her happily. She sang softly, almost like she didn't want you to hear it.
Today was one of those days, when she sang melodies to you, and you smiled excitedly, watching her. Yet she made it elegant- almost as an art. A dance as most would call it, twirls and steps, and sometimes, when your lucky, singing. She was always so deeply in her thoughts, and always focused on what she was doing. You liked it when she was so free flowing in the morning. Your mouth started to drool as you saw your girlfriend pull out the food. "I figured." She wiggled out of your arms and started getting out her supplies. "(Y/N)? Are you going to pick?" She kissed your cheek softly, after hearing a mumbled (favorite breakfast food). You glared at her a bit, and walked up behind her, wrapping your arms around her waist. She knew how you liked her cooking, but hated being teased. "Pancakes, bacon, French toast." She asked, still grinning a bit. "Luka- kiss me-" You frowned, almost like a child. She grinned a bit, and started walking to the kitchen.
"I got what I asked for." You climbed back in bed and tried to kiss her, but before you can, she gets up. You groaned and got up, rubbing your back.
"Okay (Y/N)-" She purred and shoved you off the bed, grinning a bit. She only sighed, and you caught an evil light in her eyes. "Would you wake me up?" You asked, hoping she wouldn't be literal like she normally is. Your (E/C) eyes looked up at your love, and you smiled faintly. "Yes, (Y/N)?" She muttered softly, knowing you hated being loud on weekends. She looked down at you, pausing her book. "Eight a.m.- Luka." You groaned, not wanted to get up.
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