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[mostly-megan]

December 2nd: Sleeping in

Pairing: Javier Peña x Reader

Rating: E for Everyone (Fluff)

Word count: 630; not beta read, we live and die by the sword

Warnings: Soft as a mattress

❄️December Writing Masterlist ❄️

(A/N): Prompts from @honeymandos​​; Photo credit: iStock

A chill running up your spine wakes you, causing you to pull your body under the warm covers. Your body easily seeks out the nearest source of heat and you end up pressed into his side, uttering a small grumble. Something rustles and your brain is just awake enough to realize that you must have left the window open before bed. As hot as Columbia gets at the peak of summer, December nights were still chilly.

Your eyes slowly creek open, despite the tired soreness you feel from the effort, can make out the faint, deep blue glow of early morning. Over your bedfellow’s shoulder, the clock displays 5:27 am. Your eyes snap shut, mentally groaning at the fact that the loud buzzer is set to sound in three minutes. Javi needs to be in at 6:30 and likes to be up an hour before for breakfast. It wasn’t breakfast, it was really a cigarette and as much coffee as he could manage to guzzle, but sometimes you can convince him to eat toast or shovel some eggs into his mouth before he gripes about being late. 

Your eyes peel open again. 5:28 am. Javi lay between you and the offending chronometer, peaceful and blissfully snoring. His cheek is smooched into the pillow, one arm beneath it and one arm lying over his head. His hair, a sharp contrast with the beige pillowcase, has been missed over the course of the night and now curls and lifts messily in different directions. The sheets had pulled back over the night revealing the expanse of warm, tanned skin to your bleary gaze. His broad shoulders, so strong and sturdy in every context you hold to them, flow gracefully down a light slope before disappearing from view. 

Sighing, you shuffle over, laying your cheek on the back of his shoulder, your arm lifting up to lightly play with his hair. He grunts at the weight, mumbling something into his pillow before sniffing and turning his head away. You turn your cheek as well, now facing the clock. 5:29 am. “Javi,” voice warbling from the night’s disuse, “Baby, it’s time to get up. The alarm’s gonna g-” BEP  BEP-BEP   BEPBEP-BEP  BEPBEPBEPBEPBEPBEPBEPBEP

Both of you make a wild flail for the clock, you aren’t fully sure who successfully hit the button. Javi’s low groan rumbles in the pillow before he turns back to your side of the bed, mustache turned to a sleepy grimace at the labored movement, landing with huff. You smile, kissing his temple, deciding to simply let him snooze for a bit. “I’ll get the coffee started,” a heavy arm lands on your waist just as you begin to shift. He pulls you tighter to his side with a mumbled, “No, too cold.” Biting back a giggle, you nuzzle back into his warm embrace. “Aw, poor baby, do you need me to keep you warm?” Javier’s grumble shifts to a growl, causing you to release the light giggle as you lift his arm to snuggle deeper into his weight. Drozily, he puckers his lips and kisses your cheek, leaving his lips there. He then lazily puckers a few more times, giving you a sweet series of pecks. He breathes in deeply, sighing as he exhales.

As you close your eyes, you can hear movement through the window on the street below. The early risers and morning workers getting ready for the day. You aren’t sure how long the snooze lasts, so the time feels endless and limited in the same breath. Just as you’re settling back into the shared body heat, another gust blows in. “Baby, did you know the window is open?” You lay your hand over Javier’s mouth, it was too early for stupid questions.

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