Waking Up Next to Him: Barbatos
You stirred as you felt the bed move; the absence of his weight woke you from your dreams. He tried to lure you back to sleep, shushing you as you mumbled sleepily.
"It's early, love. I'll be back; please sleep, you certainly need it," though his whispers were loving, his last comment was a little cheeky. He didn't let you sleep much at night, so you often snoozed until it was nearly afternoon.
You refused to sleep in this time and propped yourself up, eyes barely open, crust in the corners still, and you covered your mouth as you yawned loudly and met Barbatos's soft gaze.
He tilted your chin up to face him, and he planted a kiss on your lips before smiling and pulling away. "Rest, MC; I'll be back with breakfast shortly."
"No," You mumbled, and he faced you as he slipped on his formal attire.
"Is there a problem? Do you have something specific you'd like to eat today?" He asked with his usual calm smile.
You shook your head. "Every day, you make me breakfast while I lie down sleeping like a lazy blob," he covered his mouth as he chuckled at your interesting choice of words.
"I have a job, MC; and it's no trouble making you breakfast-"
He stopped what he was doing to hear you out. You weren't usually like this in the morning, and he was a bit concerned.
"Today, we're gonna make breakfast together, okay?" And you forced yourself to sit up as you yawned again and slowly stretched, struggling to stay awake.
Barbatos's confused expression turned soft, and he walked to your bedside, helping you to your feet. You smiled up at him, and he hugged you, resting his chin on your head. He breathed in your scent and ran his fingers through your tangled hair.
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