Giving them a kiss before going to work and they are still in bed.
With Luke Hughes!
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You were absolutely not a morning person. Luke, also, was absolutely not a morning person. Unfortunately for him, his job often required that he wake up at the ass crack of dawn. Which was astronomically harder to do when he had a pretty girl wrapped around him in the mornings. Fortunately, waking up beside you made everything ten times better.
The blaring of his alarm pulled him from his blissful sleep. He rolled over and slapped the snooze button angrily before wrapping his arms back around you and burying his face against your hair with a sigh. He drifts in and out of sleep, the fact that he should get up bleary at the front of his mind.
His alarm goes off again, and he shuts it off with a sigh. It's positively criminal that it's not even five in the morning, and Luke has to be up. He carefully detangles himself from you, making sure you don't wake up. Not that you'd wake up if the zombie apocalypse broke out, but he still puts in the effort to be careful and quiet.
He slips into the bathroom and splashes cold water on his face to wake up. He brushes his teeth and does his morning skin care (courtesy of you) before he quietly pads back into the bedroom to change. Luke pulls on a pair of sweats and a hoodie, and just just as he's about to leave, he gazes at you lovingly.
A soft smile plays at his lips, and he kneels beside the bed, brushing your hair from your face gently. His thumb smooths over the slope of your eyebrow. He loves seeing you like this. All relaxed, with no angry crease in your forehead from having to deal with less than bright people.
You looked serene. At peace. If Luke could make sure you looked like this for the remainder of your life, he would give everything he could for it to happen.
He leans forward, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. You hum, a smile twitching at your mouth as you lean further into the embrace of his hand. Luke grins wide and presses another kiss to your cheek. And then another to your nose. And one more to your eyelids. And then to the corner of your lips. And then-
And then his phone is buzzing in his pocket, startling him so badly that he falls backward onto his ass with a grunt. Jacks contact flashes on the screen and he grumbles.
"I'm coming," Luke whispers as he answers the phone.
"Hurry, or were gonns be late. I've already been down here for seven whole minutes."
"Yeah, yeah, I'm on my way down. Don't piss your pants." Luke grumbles. He hangs up and presses one last kiss to your forehead before he leaves.
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