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Azzi, who just woke up, evidently from her rubbing her eyes and yawning as she entered the living room, immediately asks her dad, who was sitting on the couch watching television, about the current whereabouts of her girlfriend who stayed the night at their house.
Tim smiles at her daughter’s priority first thing in the morning, “She’s out walking Stewie, baby. While waiting, why don’t you sit down and I’ll serve you your breakfast.”
Azzi groans and slumps down on a seat, “Without me?!”
He just laughs at the attitude Azzi was displaying, knowing her daughter well enough to understand it’s simply how she is when Paige doesn’t give her attention in the mornings when she stays over at the Fudd’s.
Moments later, Azzi’s grogginess dissipates as Tim shoves three plates of food and a cup of hot chocolate in front of her, making her widen her eyes in both awe and confusion.
She didn’t even need to ask, her dad knew exactly what was on her mind, “Before you clown me, I was not the one who cooked. Paige did. Woke up at four in the morning to do so.”
Azzi was about to ask how he knew what time Paige woke up, but he beat her to it, “No, I did not spy on you guys. She requested last night that I wake her up at four…” Tim munches on his own plate of waffles before adding, “Said she had to do important stuff.”
The curly haired girl looked at the plates in front of her that were of her favorite breakfast foods consisting of omelet, bacon, and waffles. Taking in the thoughtfulness of the blonde made Azzi smile like an idiot. That girl, seriously.
It didn’t take long before Azzi devoured everything in front of her and washed it down with the hot chocolate Paige prepared as well.
Tim gave his daughter a teasing look, “That good?”
Azzi, not wanting Paige’s head to expand with the possibility of her dad spilling fact she practically almost choked while eating her cooking, shrugged, “It was alright, I guess.”
“I guess I’ll have to up my game.” A sweaty blonde wearing a white long sleeve and gray sweatpants entered the house through the glass sliding door and played along with Azzi’s blatant lie right away.
Azzi, who got caught by surprise, froze at the dining table, taking the time to admire how good her girlfriend looked even if she just came back from walking Stewie.
Maybe it was Paige’s fit, or her low bun, or the way the leanness of her arms could be seen with her white long sleeve, or it could simply be the fact that the girl was currently kneeling and attending to a very clingy Stewie who had her stomach exposed, clearly asking for her daily dose of belly rubs, that made her incredibly attractive right at that moment.
Azzi finally came back to her senses, softly smiling after witnessing one of the many reasons as to why she loved her woman. Paige had a beautiful soul and she’d never failed to prove Azzi just that within the 7 years that they were together.
Now, it was Azzi’s turn to feel clingy. Knowing Paige prepared breakfast then proceeded to take Stewie out on a walk made the younger feel things and she wanted to thank her partner in the way she knew the girl would feel appreciated. Perhaps this was Paige’s plan all along, but Azzi didn’t care.
She quickly got up from her seat and approached Paige and Stewie who were both lying on the floor, the blonde playing with the dog while holding a toy. After not being noticed, Azzi crosses her arms and clears her throat. She suppresses a laugh after seeing how Paige stopped moving, widened her eyes, and scrambled to get up, visibly scared for her life after failing to realize her girl was indirectly asking for her attention.
“Do I have your attention now?” Paige scratches the back of her neck and chuckles at her girlfriend’s cuteness.
When Paige picks up on Azzi being serious, she stops laughing, no longer knowing what to do and is fidgeting in front of the curly haired girl.
Azzi wants to laugh but she fights everything in her to not do so. She loved messing with Paige. Totally not because the blue eyed girl looked like a lost golden retriever when she did. Or because she did.
“Hug me.” Paige looks up from fidgeting with her arms, blue eyes now locked on Azzi’s face with her face tilted, scanning her girlfriend’s face if she was being serious.
Growing impatient, Azzi turns around and huffs.
It could no longer be debated, the girl was serious, and Paige, although slow at picking it up, wastes no time and hastily yet tenderly wrapped her hands around the girls waist and nuzzles her head on the younger’s shoulder.
“My bad, princess.” Paige apologizes while caressing Azzi’s stomach.
The blue eyed girl slowly turns her girlfriend’s body to face her, and after seeing how her woman was pouting, she rushes to fix things before Azzi becomes even more upset, “What can I do to make it up to you?”
“I don’t know, maybe start with paying more attention to me than Stewie?” Azzi says in the most serious face and tone, making Paige tightly purse her lips to stop herself from possibly laughing extremely hard and engulf her partner in a hug to hide her reaction, “Yes, ma’am.”
They stayed in that position for minutes that felt like an eternity for the both of them.
“Bueckers, clean up your goddamn mess in here!” Tim shouts all the way from the kitchen, eliciting a laugh from the two lovebirds and ultimately breaking up their hug.
“Let me fulfill my wifey duties first, alright love?” The brown eyed girl blushes at the rare endearment. She was used to the frequent ‘princess’ but she wasn’t complaining. She nods to let Paige know it was alright, “Fine, go.”
Paige starts to make her way to the kitchen but stops in her tracks when Azzi suddenly calls out for her. She confusingly turns to look back at the girl.
“Thank you for loving me.” And Paige swears she melted right then and there.
“Easiest thing in the world, princess.” Paige assures her and flashes her gummy smile, “And princess…”
Azzi’s eyebrows shoot up in anticipation of what Paige was about to add.
“Thank you for letting me love you.” And Azzi swears everything started to make sense.