#nothing new

First you’ll open the blinds, letting a little sun in before starting the kettle. Then, you return to the bathroom in your shared bedroom to brush your teeth, wash your face, starting your morning ritual.

You’ll come back to the kitchen, as the water boils, adding the tea bags (maybe a couple extra as he likes it strong).

Returning to the bedroom, you softly call out his name.

He doesn’t move, face pressed into a pillow. You sit down on the side of the bed, drumming at the mattress with your fingers as you try again.

“Si? It’s 10:17AM.” Your voice a little bit louder. He still doesn’t move.

Your hands find his thigh as you pat gently- albeit quickly- as you whisper again.

“Simon? Si? Si baby? Si wiggly biggly boo bear?”

He lets out a snort of amusement. Gotcha.

You’ll lay down to spoon him from behind, even wrapping your leg around him.

“There’s my shmookie wookie pookie.” You coo, giving him a squeeze. He just lets out a half-assed groan as he shakes his head, eyes closed extra tight.

“You wake up at the crack of dawn almost every day. It’s a problem now?” You tease gently.

He flips around to pull you close, trapping you against his chest.

“‘s my day off. I’mma war hero.”

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