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SCUSE ME CONGRATS

who kills the spiders? liam kills the spiders. you cower behind his back and put your hands on his muscles. it's a win-win scenario for him, personally, because he gets to feel all big and macho with you practically feeling him up from behind. it's good. sometimes he forgets all about the spider and would much rather take you up to bed so he can fuck you with your hands behind your back.

who makes breakfast? you like making breakfast together. it's become a bit of a tradition, you two looking up a new recipe the next before to try something new. sometimes it ends up as a disaster, his white t-shirt coated in flour and other mixing ingredients, and there has been an instance where you got egg in your hair and he has laughed so hard he doubled over. it's fun and it's spontaneous and both of you feel like that defines your relationship pretty spot on. 

how do they hug? liam likes the fact that he can lift you up and nudge you so you wrap your legs around his waist and let him hold you. it puts you at the perfect height to where you can either stuff your face into his neck or kiss him during the embrace. it's perfect. he's perfect. and his muscles bulge underneath your thighs whenever he hugs you like this. 

their song and how it became their song: "drunk in love" became your thing somehow, because one day you came home to him watching the video on his computer and you two had sat there, both admitting you'd love to make out with beyonce. that's also how he instigated the idea of having a threesome. 

what they fight over: liam has a good heart and you know he means well, sometimes he just says things without thinking of how to properly word his sentences and it drives you mad. it can hurt your feelings (and others') in the process and that's what the argument usually takes place over. he instantly pales at the mention of him insulting you unintentionally. 

who makes the bed in the morning? liam does, but it's nothing major; it's just a quick cleanup of the covers to make sure they're perfect for you whenever you want to go to sleep or just lie down. he likes treating you like a princess and preparing things for you. it's not a bad job to have at all. 

who instigates the sex (and who is into kinkier things)? you've just recently discovered that liam is into having sex among abnormal places. last weekend, he fucked you so hard against the wall that you believe there might be a small little dent somewhere in the paint. three days before that, he whispered in your ear about how he'd really like to fuck you his pool. which happened only a few minutes later. a day before that, he had you lying in his lap and tapped your bum a few times before you looked up at him underneath your eyelashes and told him he could spank you, if he really wanted to. he really, really, really did want to. 

how do they fall asleep? how do they wake up? you like being the little spoon, tucked away in the safety on his arms. you'll fall asleep with your leg inbetween his own and your face nuzzled into the side of his next. as soon as you wake up the next day, you notice that you're lying on your back and his arm is slung over your stomach as he sleeps on his stomach, face pressed into the pillow where your head used to be. 

how do they handle minor injuries pertaining to the other? anytime liam stubs his toe, you giggle. he would like to take offense to that, but your laugh is too sweet and cute for him to handle. so he sucks up the discomfort and pain while you cover your mouth with your hand and ask him if he needs anything. he sticks his tongue out at you and whines about your obvious lack of care for him. both of you laugh after that and he knows (trust me, he knows) how much you really do care for him. it's a lot. 

BABE