Calm Mornings
August Stilza x Reader
Work Count - 1.3k
Synopsis - Calm mornings in the studio with the, usually, chaotic man as he just adores and worships you
The afternoon was quiet as you relaxed on the couch in your boyfriends studio. You were in the middle of one of your hobbies as the sun flooded the room with a beautiful morning glow. He usually kept the windows completely blocked, but he knew you liked the morning sun so he opened them whenever you would hangout with him. August hummed to the song that was playing through his headphones as he carefully hand stitched whatever new piece of clothing he was making. The warmth of the hoodie you stole from his closet this morning was nice considering how cold he kept the studio. It made sense though, he was always moving around and the different machines that usually ran at the same time really warmed up the place so it had to be kept cold.
The memory from when you first woke up this morning of him complaining about you not wearing one of the hoodies he made for you before fighting with himself because he also loved seeing you in his clothes made you laugh. He spent a good five minutes debating with himself about which he liked more as you got ready. Regardless, they were all his clothes in one way or another so it was a win-win situation for him.
Thankfully you didn’t have any jobs today, at least for the time being, so you were able to spend a calm morning like this with him. Every now and again he would pull part of his headphones off his ear and ask you a question about the shorts he was making. Sometimes it was helping choose between two different variations of a color, others it was deciding if there was enough distressing or not. It was moments like these that filled your entire being with love as you gazed at the back of his head, watching his long blonde hair shift with his every move.
A small knock at the door caught your attention. Eisha popped her head in through the gap as she gently opened it.
“Hey! You can come in. He’s in his own little world right now.” You laughed. She smiled and joined you on the couch. You both began to chat about random stuff. She didn’t need to stay in the infirmary right now since people were just sent out and wouldn’t need medical help till later. It was nice to just catch up with the sweet girl considering you didn’t get to do that very often. Well, you did, just not like this. As much as you both loved August, he got a little too excited about how well you two got along. How could he not, though? You were his two favorite people in the entire world, his lover and his baby sister, AND you were close to each other? Yeah, all the conversations got dominated by him expressing that love very openly.
You and her talked about whatever came to mind as you continued what you were doing before. She even asked about it at one point and you got the chance to tell her a little about the hobby.
“Doll!” August yelled, catching your attention as he turned around. “Can you- Sis! I didn’t know you were here!”
“Oh, yeah, I didn’t have anything to do so I figured I could hang here!”
“I was telling her about my hobby!”
“Honestly, I think I might give it a try. I’ve been meaning to pick up something new to do in my off time.” August felt his heart melting at the scene. Before he could say something, Eisha’s choker began to ring.
“Hey, we got a few injuries from team Child. Bro says they’re okay, but will need some patching up.” Semius voice rang out after she answered.
“Okay, I’ll be right there.” She stood up while answering. After hanging up, she turned back to you. “We’ll have to talk more about it later. I’ll find you after everyone gets back from their jobs.”
“Sounds good to me! You know where I usually am.” She smiled and nodded before leaving. You turned your attention back to August who kind of just stared at you with this stupid love struck grin. From this distance you couldn’t see through his glasses, but you were sure they matched his smile. “What did you need?”
“Can you try these on for me?” He held out a pair of shorts. His voice was quieter now, still holding that energetic edge to it.
“You made another pair for me?” You asked while standing and grabbing them from him. “I thought you had some work to do for your brand?”
“This is work for my brand! I need to see what silhouette works best with the new collection I’m dropping! Though, it’s unfair to have you as my model. Everything always looks good on you!” You walked behind the room divider he had for privacy.
“You flatter me too much.” You laughed, hearing him do the same. Soon enough, you stepped out in the new clothing item. He scooted closer in his chair and held a hand out for you which you gladly took. Gently, he pulled you closer. From just the look on his face, you could tell he was back in work mode. Your hands stayed together as he inspected the shorts, using where you were connected to gently turn you which ever way he wanted. Soon enough, he lead your hand, and you, to the mini platform that had better lighting.
“Of course they look good on you, but I still need to make some adjustments here and there. Not everything is perfect on the first try after all.” He laughed at his own comment as he went to grab something. Warmth flooded your chest at how calm his voice was right now. It showed just how locked in he was. That was something you always admired about him. He came back and kneeled on the mini stage. “May I?”
“Always.” It didn’t matter how long you two had been dating, he always asked for consent before touching you. It was just one of the many things that made you fall for him. His hands found the fabric and he started to adjust, pin, and seam rip things until he was happy with how they looked. All you could do was just admire him as he worked. Though, you would do that even if you weren’t his model.
“There, I think that’s perfect.” He mumbled to himself, leaning back a bit at his hand ran down the back of your leg till it settled behind your calf. For a moment, he just admired you. There were times where he really couldn’t believe that you wanted him. He leaned back in, bringing his other hand to your ankle as he looked up to meet your gaze. For a second neither of you said anything.
“Can I kiss you.” You just nodded, expecting him to stand up and kiss your lips. It was a surprise when he lifted your leg a bit and began to leave small kisses along the top of your shin. For a while, you both stayed exactly like that as he worshiped your legs. So many kisses were placed on them as his hands ran up and down. While it was a turn on, it wasn’t sexual. The moment was sweet as he genuinely just wanted to show you how much he adored you. It made your legs a little weak as he did so. Eventually, he let you stand on both feet and grabbed your hands, bringing them to his face to kiss the knuckles before looking up at you over his glasses. His bright pink eyes always made your heart skip a beat.
“I love you.” You spoke quietly, making him smile.
“You stole my line, but I love you too.” He took a deep breath in and out then stood up. “Be careful taking those off. There are a lot of pins in them. Can’t have those gorgeous legs getting poked!”
