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The light shined through the blackout curtains of Charlie’s small apartment window, and of course, due to his luck, it shined directly onto the sleeping critter's face.
Charlie groaned, his eyes slowly blinking as he woke up from his usual four hours of sleep but this time was a bit different.
He was rather warmer than usual, which is saying a lot because his apartment barely had any air conditioning so waking up rather hot was the norm for him.
He knew what the reason was though, and damn did he not mind a bit.
Your sleeping form was practically glued to his side, your arms wrapped around him as you softly snored from your own slumber.
Charlie softly smiled as he kissed your forehead, chuckling to himself as the kiss made you slightly stir in your sleep.
His hand made its way to the back of your head, gently stroking your hair as he continued to hold you close to him hoping nothing would disturb you.
Life hated Charlie though, he had to be at work in an hour and he knew the bus was already on its way to his stop as he lifted his head to check the alarm clock.
He released an exasperated sigh as he laid on his back and let his head hit the pillow, God he hated work sometimes.
Sure, he was thankful his work partner was easy to get along with (even if he didn’t share Pim’s whimsical view on the job), and sometimes the job was simply just waiting around in the break room on his phone until his boss got a call and he was assigned to the next one.
When he was assigned a job? Fuck, it was so stressful and insane, on some days he dreaded coming into work.
But after that moment of thinking about work, waking up with you in his arms, getting to watch your peaceful state as you slept in his bed?
Nah, work wasn’t on his mind anymore. “Fuck that.”
“Charlie?” A soft but hoarse voice spoke to him, snapping him out of his thoughts as he looked down to see a half-awake you looking up at him.
“Oh fuck, was I saying shit out loud?” Charlie frowned slightly, he didn’t mean to wake you up but the damage had already been done.
“Yeah, but it’s ok. I probably needed to wake up soon anyway.” You sat up in his bed, wearing only one of his shirts and your underwear.
“Sorry babe,” He sat up with you, stretching his arms and blinking a few more times to properly wake up.
“Like I said, it’s ok. You gotta get to work right?” You both got out of bed, throwing his clothes at him as he trudged around the room trying to get ready in time.
“Yeah, that’s the plan anyway.” He spoke between brushing his teeth, the toothbrush stuck out of his mouth as he tied his shoes near the front door of his apartment.
You continued to help him get ready whether it was by throwing bread into the toaster or lint-rolled his hoodie so it didn’t have any dust or debris on the stained fabric.
You handed his hoodie to him as he munched on his toast, kissing him on the cheek as he opened the front door which earned you a small smile.
“Bye hon, have a good day at work.” You lived for these domestic moments between the two of you, even though you weren’t married and didn’t plan on it for the time being, it was still comforting to know you could be like this.
“Thanks, I’ll try.” He stuffed his keys into his sweatpants pocket as he waved you off, his form disappearing from your sight as he walked to the bus stop.
You leaned against the door frame for a few seconds and smiled before entering back inside, ready to make yourself your own breakfast.
You were interrupted while eating a pop-tart by a text notification going off on your phone, glancing down at it to see a simple text from Charlie.
‘forgot to say it love you’
You smiled to yourself at the no caps and punctuation, “Damn you Dompler, you're too lovable.” You spoke to yourself before sending a text of your own.
‘Love ya too dummy.’