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It was Saturday, Johnny had been off duty now for 3 weeks. The warmth of the sun shining through the curtains covering the room in a warm light. He shifts in his sleep, his arm tightening around you beside him, his face burrowing into the crook of your neck as if to escape the light.
“Fuckin’ early ain’t it?” He grumbles into your neck cracking an eye open to take a glimpse at the clock.
9:00am.
You huff in agreement. Rolling onto your side, your hand finding the small of his back as you tuck your chin to look at him.
“Though I suppose we can avoid the light for a tad longer can't we?” You smile sleepily nuzzling your nose against his temple.
He chuckles softly, the sound rumbling in his chest as he finally opens both eyes.
"No, we can't. Especially not when you're tryin' to sleep in with me."
He teases softly, pulling back slightly to look at your face properly. Admiring the way the sunlight makes your features glow.
You huff, grumbling as you roll onto your stomach.
“Can’t we just sleep in a little longer, please”whining jokefully, you bat your lashes at him.
“I mean come on, we don't have anywhere to go today” you lean forward and kiss his jaw, the abrasive feeling of his stubble comforting against your lips.
He chuckles, giving in as he leans into the kiss “aye, i guess you’re right bonnie.” he then dramatically rolls onto his back, glancing at you with a cheeky grin.
“I always am, that's why you love me” you beam back at him—crawling over him and claiming your spot on his chest. Pressing your face into his neck.
“Perfect.” you mumble, satisfied.
“Aye perfect is right” he hums his fingers threading through your hair.
“Now rest up mo chridhe, ill be here when you wake” his lips press a soft kiss to your head, he lets himself say there for a moment before tucking your head beneath his chin with a satisfied rumble in his chest.
His fingers tracing your spine, counting each vertebrae. As he hums softly—a tune he learned from you over time.
“Love you..” you mumbled before drifting off. Your breath warm puffs against his skin.
“I love you too baby” he smiles to himself. Laying awake for a while longer—just to feel you against him before drifting off to sleep himself.
12:00pm.
He slowly stirs awake, sitting up and rubbing k his face he looked over to see your arm lazily draped over him and your face stuffed in a pillow.
He can’t help but smile slightly brushing a strand of hair from your face.
“God you’re adorable mo chridhe” he murmurs to himself. Before carefully climbing out of bed and stretching his arms above his head.
He watches as you instinctively reach for him seeking him out in your sleep— before he sneaks out of the room and pads out towards the kitchen.
Once he gets to the kitchen he starts the new routine you’ve both been building since he’s been home.
Replace and start the coffee pot.
Get your mugs out from the cupboard, making sure to grab all the fixings you like in your cup.
And then he starts breakfast, gathering eggs, sausage and some fresh bread you had just picked up from the shop earlier this week.
He hums to himself as he cracks the eggs into the pan, making sure to keep an ear out for you stirring in the other room.
12:30 pm
He hears the soft padding of your feet and turns around, smiling softly as he sees your sleepy expression and messy hair.
You shuffle over and wrap around him, nuzzling into his neck. “Morning..”
He laughs softly. Endeared. “Not exactly morning now is it mo chridhe”
“No, I guess not” you huff against his neck.
“So.. how’s breakfast?” You’re now reaching around him to steal a sip of coffee from his mug.
“Aye! That’s mine you thief! He gasps dramatically, but he doesn’t care—not really.
“And for your information my love, it’s about done. So how about you sit down so I can finish yea?” He turns around in your arms cocking a brow at you.
You stare at him for a moment. “Hm. Only because you asked. And I love you.” You agree reluctantly kissing his nose before sinking into a chair.
“Just make it quick. Don’t wanna resort to taking a bite out of you, hm?” You teased.
“Aye, coming right up love. No biting necessary” he winks before finishing up and sliding a plate filled with breakfast before you.