Playing the game of “who is awake first” is always a losing one to you. No matter how much sleep you give yourself, or how you prepare your body to wake when he does…it’s funny, the amount of times he tells you he always felt one step behind Garrick and Xaden, he’s always a step ahead of you.
Turning on you side your barely awake eyes land on the emptiness of the bed. Bested again.
You hear the door creak behind you and spot Bodhi slowly inched his way inside, his hands holding a tray. Upon seeing you his brown eyes widen slightly, before a small smile etches on his face, “you were supposed to still be sleeping.” He chastised warmly while waking towards you. Fuck this man. Even when you want to sour in defeat, he comes in with a smile and breakfast.
“And so were you.” You grumbled.
“Xaden is quite fond of before dawn meetings. Daily before dawn meetings. I didn’t wake you, did I?”
“No” you shook your head, “you just made me miss you, that’s all.”
He’s smiling again, and after he sets the tray down on the table next to your side of the bed he’s leaning into your space, his curls touching your four head.
You cannot be any emotion other than utter love when it comes to Bodhi, but that doesn’t stop you from making your own rules to your game “You can begin your apology with a kiss.”
“And the breakfast wasn’t a good enough start for you?”
He brings his mouth yours, stopping right at your lips as you speak, “I only have an appetite for you, Bodhi. Tell your cousin before dawn meetings every other day.”
You can feel his skin rush under your lips as you begin to kiss, no, suck on his lower lip.
“Done. I love you.” He replies eagerly and fully crushes his mouth on to yours.
Perhaps being a sore loser came with some upsides.
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