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Malia was impatient. They’d been in bed all morning. It was almost ten and she needed to move. But Scott was sleeping, curled up on his side, an arm tucked under his pillow, the other outstretched across the mattress. Malia had been awake for a while; she woke up when Melissa started getting ready for work. She’d listened to her go through her whole routine, even tapping her toe along to Melissa’s singing as she showered. But Melissa left a while ago and now Malia had nothing to listen to but Scott’s heartbeat and the chirping of birds outside.
She rolled onto her side and frowned at his back. How could he sleep this much? Wasn’t he getting anxious? She couldn’t handle this much lack of movement. Last night had been fine, they’d exercised in other ways. But now she wanted to run. Strip off all her clothes and sprint through the woods for a few hours, immerse herself in the scents and sounds of the forest. But she couldn’t do that with him sleeping.
Well, she could, but he’d mentioned once that waking up and finding her missing was unnerving for him. And since they were officially together, she wanted to be aware of those things. Just like how he was aware that she didn’t like being the small spoon and so they compromised.
She considered poking him. Just a quick nudge that would wake him up. But that felt… abrupt. Maybe aggressive. There wasn’t anything wrong with a little aggression in bed, they both liked that sometimes, but this didn’t feel like the right time for that. And so, she went a different route.
Malia slid closer, tucked her chin in against the crook of his neck where it met his shoulder, and nuzzled her nose against his ear. He didn’t so much as twitch. With a sigh, she turned her head and pressed a kiss to his shoulder. Her eyes darted back to his face, looking for a sign he was awake. Still nothing. She shifted and started leaving a line of kisses from the curve of his shoulder down to his neck and up behind his ear. Sliding her arm over his side, she planted her hand on the mattress in front of his stomach, and lifted herself up. She kissed along the line of his jaw, letting her teeth nip at the edge of his chin.
His mouth started to curl, and she narrowed her eyes at him. “You’re awake,” she accused.
“For a while now.” He opened sleepy eyes to look at her. “You fidget when you’re bored.”
She rolled herself over his body to lay in front of him and rested her head on his bicep as he slid his arm out from his pillow. Poking his chest, she said, “I was being polite.”
He grinned. “You could’ve woke me up.”
She shrugged. “You like to sleep in.”
Humming, he slid his hand over her stomach, skirting under her shirt to tease his fingers over bare skin. “I’m up now. So…? What do you wanna do?”
“Run,” she told him frankly. “And then eat.” She paused, and then grinned. “Or, eat first, then run, then eat again!”
He chuckled lowly. “I like that idea. Pancakes?”
She nodded enthusiastically. “And bacon?”
Scott leaned down and pressed a kiss to her temple. “And bacon.”