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you wake up with a body on top of yours. shunpei is laying on you with his large body and if he wasn’t so cute, you would complain. also, he was warm, so that was a plus (it’s a bit cold at the moment).
you take a second to admire your boyfriend. you can’t see his face but you know that he would look adorable with his sleeping face and bed head. without all the hair gel or whatever he used, his hair is surprisingly soft and you thread your fingers through the strands. he huffs out a deep breath and his head snuggles further into your neck. the air blows past the skin of your neck and you could barely suppress the shiver that was sent through your body.
his arms are folded by your sides and his shoulders are completely relaxed against the curve of your chest. one your hands slip down to rub his broad back, appreciating the relaxed muscles of his body.
“angel,” shunpei mumbles into your neck, you feel his lips moving against your skin and the vibrations caused by his raspy morning voice, “keep doing that and i won’t get up for the rest of the day.”
you would be completely fine with spending the rest of the day like this, “i’d be fine with that.”
“i know you would,” he rolls over onto his back and pulls you on top of him, his hands gripping your waist firmly.
the tables have been turned.
your face now nuzzles his neck (aw, he’s using the scented lotion you bought for him) and your arms are now folded by his sides. you push yourself up slightly and look at shunpei’s smiling face. the asshole who turned the tables doesn’t even have his eyes open. the audacity!
you sit up on him, making sure to put the majority of your weight on your ankles and feet, and place your hands on his pretty face. his hands are still resting on your waist and his face is relaxing in your hands. seems like he’s falling asleep again.
you lean forward and peck his lips. his lips twitch, trying to hold back a smile. you peck his lips again. his lips pucker up obnoxiously. you lean forward and almost laugh seeing him try to meet you halfway with his eyes still closed. too bad he would miss his target.
you kiss his cheek and bring your lips to his ears, “good morning, shunpei.” he pushes your back down with a hand and you’re once again laying on top of him.
“good morning, angel,” shunpei says, “what do you want for breakfast?”
“cuddles,” he laughs and wraps his arms around you. god, you love hearing him laugh. you can feel his shoulders and chest shaking. you can feel how happy he is in this position.
“anything for you, angel, anything for you.”