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There's warm coffee on the table. (Don't let it run cold)

Summary:

Its only then when red notices how close she and blossom are, and even though they've been much closer before, she still can't help but blush a little at it.

The domestic like feel felt familiar, it's not the first time this has happened, after all. With blossom coming over to sleep over at least once or twice a week at times.

Still.

Red can't seem to get enough of it, ever.

Or

Blossom and red have a domestic morning together.

Notes:

Gift for mango my beloved<3

Much love, from your favorite (and superior /j) niece

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Red woke up with a small groggy groan.

The red eyed girl rubbed her eyes in an attempt to get rid of her still sleepy like state, vision slowly focusing on the area around her. Her hair messy and stiff and caked onto her head.

Slash is sleeping next to her,red notices. The samoyed dog practically taking up half of the bed.

The second thing Red notices is blossom isn't in bed with her. So red focuses her weary eyes onto slightly cracked open bedroom door. With the smell of coffee coming through.

The girl gave herself a last yawn and a small pet to slash before rising up from her bed, putting on her shoes and grabbing her abandoned jacket that had been laying on her desk chair.

Has her family woken up? Did blossom already leave? Their sleepover is done, but reds not sure if her girlfriend ended up having an emergency in Townsville, or stayed at Red's house for the morning.

She walked down the stairs at a slow pace, and it seems like neither of her sisters woke up. God knows how loud Scarlett talks, especially with her doing her usual by bothering crimson or everyone else in the morning. And fell’s door isn't open, so there's only two people that could possibly be in the kitchen.

Walking toward the kitchen door frame, red popped her head through to see who's making coffee at this point in time.

A small happy grin twisted on her face at the sight of her girlfriend leaning on the kitchen counter with her mug of coffee and phone.

‘’Morning.’’

Blossom seemed to have almost jumped out of her skin at her voice suddenly cutting through the air, the girl whipping around in surprise before relief laid itself on her.’’Oh. Morning red, sleep well?’’

‘’Well enough.’’ Red hummed. Her mind still feels foggy from sleep.

Blossom nods, taking a small sip of her coffee and making way for red to get her own share from the coffee machine.

‘’Did any of my family members wake up?’’

‘’Not that i've seen, no.’’

‘’When did you wake up?’’ Red asked as she poured some coffee into her mug. There's a moment, for a second, while blossom thinks her answer.

‘’About thirty minutes ago, I already gave slash his breakfast too, by the way. He just went back to your room to sleep.’’

Red gave her a small thank you before taking her own drink, a calm and.. Domestic atmosphere floating around them. Through the muddled haze of her mind, something in her happily preens at how calm everything is. At how right it feels.

‘’When are you going back to your home?’’

‘’Maybe by lunch.. Don't want to miss out any fights and leave the burden to my sisters.’’

Red bites the inside of her cheek while thoughts go in her mind, the girl looking at the time of morning in the microwave briefly.

9:48

Its enough time to satisfy reds need to be around her girlfriend. But it's too early. And red needs something to keep her awake.

‘’We have time. Wanna watch a movie?’’ Red rasps.

‘’Sure, after breakfast? I can make us some toast with butter.’’ Blossom suggested lightly.

Red simply nods in agreement.

And if the butter fell down when red grabbed it, which made slash lick up the residue before she could clean it, and the first toasts blossom burned,then that's nobody's business but theirs.

-0-

Red tossed a piece of her toast down to slash, the dog laying down on the floor in front of the couch with an expectance of food to be thrown down at him. And sure, many people may look down on it, but red can't help but give in to her dog’s puppy eyes. She almost mastered ignoring them though..

Another piece is thrown down at him.

..Almost.

‘’Horror?’’

Reds eyes shift to look at blossom for a moment, before looking back to slash. ‘’Sure,’’ Red mumbled, ‘’Fell said that Annabelle is on there.’’

‘’Lets hope Scarlett doesn't wake up while the movie plays.’’ Blossom joked light heartedly.

Red snorted in response and barely noticed when slash tried to take her toast from her hand, ‘’Slash– But, yeah. The brat will beg to watch and end up having nightmares later.’’

‘’Just like bubbles.’’ Blossom hummed while skimming over to the movie and pressing play.

The movie plays and reds toast is already gone, most of, if not all of it was eaten by slash. The samoyed gladly ate up the last piece while red watched in amusement. He never stops eating no matter how much he's fed.

Its only then when red notices how close she and blossom are, and even though they've been much closer before, she still can't help but blush a little at it.

The domestic like feel felt familiar, it's not the first time this has happened, after all. With blossom coming over to sleep over at least once or twice a week at times.

Still.

Red can't seem to get enough of it, ever.

Blossom seemed focused on the movie, the girl subconsciously leaning closer to red in the meanwhile. Only barely snapping out of it when slash jumped up the couch and joined them with a yawn. The big dog snuggling closer to both of them with a small yawn.

The pink eyed girl jumped at a certain jump scare, making her let out a small curse under her breath and lean closer to red.

But with slash on them and blossom leaning close to her..

‘’Bloss, slash– Please. You're both crushing me.’’

Slash made an annoyed sound and jumped off the couch. The dog leaving to the kitchen in what red assumes to probably leave through the doggy door and sleep outside in the backyard. It snowed last night, so the dog will most certainly enjoy resting on the cold substance.

Her girlfriend, however, gave a small apology and moved away from red to almost the other side of the couch.

Red frowned.

That's.. No.. That's not what red wanted to happen.

‘’Hey wait– Come closer. You can still lay on me.’’ Red murmurs, reaching out her arm in want of her girlfriend. The other girl moved her head to look at red with a kind and fond smile.. Moving back close to red so that they can cuddle together.

‘’And people say i’m the one who wants constant affection.’’

‘’Fuck off.’’ Red said with a small laugh, the girl snuggling closer to her girlfriend with a content and happy sigh. Wordlessly pulling blossom closer and pressing her against her chest, the pink eyed girl breathing along to the rhythm of red's heartbeat.

‘’..I don't like your new shampoo.’’ Red whispers.

A giggle erupted out of blossoms throat, she rolled her eyes and pushed herself closer to red. ‘’Ill rewash it later.’’ Blossom hums.

Half of the rest of the movie is more of a blur to red, barely processed in reds mind as she tries to fight the urge to fall asleep.

And yet..

Sleep kisses at both of the girls’ lashes. Eyes pressing themselves closed until both of the girls drift off once more. The stars their witness.

(Though Edge didn't appreciate the leftover mugs and plates he had to clean, and Scarlett ended up watching the movie while nobody paid any mind to her.)

Notes:

Typos? In MY cherryduo fic? Never! (Do tell.)

I finished this today at school in my laptop, safe to say, i am never writing a fic on my computer again sjsjdn. Sticking to my notes app on my phone, yippee

Anyways, gift for mango! Thanks for helping me come up with some of the plot mamgo<33

Kudos and comments deeply appreciated!

Oh, and because im too embarrassed to state who fell and edge are.. If you know, you know. (And if you end up searching it up, do NOT ask. I. Its my world and i do what i want with it. Scarlett and crimson are my others ocs though)

Stay safe and until next time!! (Which might be in a week or so, since i have to update my bedrock bros fics.)

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