Early Morning Kisses (Klaus Hargreeves x reader)
This is kind of a domestic bliss part two, but it could also be a standalone fic so it’s the best of both worlds. Nobody can stop me from writing soft, happy Klaus.
Summary: klaus and his s/o have a soft morning, there’s mentions of sex and mostly is filled with fluff. No warnings needed, aside from bad formatting.
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You still remember the night you met Klaus.
It was at an iHop at 1:30AM on a Sunday.
It was chaotic and uncomfortable for the most part, but it ended so nicely (around 3AM, in the parking lot in front of your car - while his teenage looking brother fist fought the waiter that tried vehemently to make a move on you several times (which was a story for another time)) with you kissing his cheek and giving him your number.
It was a meet cute for people who didn’t want a meet cute, but at the end of the day you were glad it happened (not the harassing waiter but the cheek kissing and Five throwing hands with a grown man).
Thinking of it now, you were so beyond amazed with how far the two of you had come in such a short amount of time. 8 months with each other and you lived together, had a cat together (Bones was a family favorite, and even your cat Sasha who you had before you met Klaus approved of them both), had met all important family members (and your seemingly stern Uncle gave in to Klaus’ charm because he thought it matched you perfectly (“just the right amount of weird and wonderful” is what he said), and he was a solid 11 months sober and clean and happy.
So here you are, in bed, on a Sunday morning with the love of your life dead asleep next to you.
For the first few months of his sobriety he found it very hard to sleep soundly but when the two of you had started consistently sleeping next to each other he slowly got better, and now he slept like a bear in winter.
You however didn’t, and you were wide awake and hungry.
But your cats had other ideas - Bones was sleeping directly behind you and Sasha was curled up on top of your pillows. A king sized bed and yet you all slept insanely close to each other, which may have had something to do with the drafty apartment windows and not so great heating - but honestly you were just glad to be close to him. To Klaus.
When you finally (finally) managed to escape you left to brush your teeth, pee, and then hurried to your dresser as quietly as you could.
Somehow, your wardrobe and Klaus’ had absolutely become one unit. The only thing that separates most items was size, as he was much taller than you - so technically you could wear any shirt, sweater, hoodie, or almost anything aside from his pants and he could wear anything that fit him.
It was a glorious choice to make, truly.
Today you chose an awful, old sweater of his that you loved with everything in you - it was rainbow striped and had rips in it and it went down to mid thigh (aka, you didn’t have to wear pants) and you matched your own incredibly painful to look at wool socks with it.
When you to around to look at yourself in the mirror beside your bed, Klaus was leaning on his elbow and sleepily watching you.
“You know as much as I love our fur babies, I quite enjoy waking up to your warmth instead. I actually think I’d prefer not waking up with Sasha’s foot in my mouth.”
“Well, sunshine, maybe if you woke up when I was being violently kicked by Bones, you’d be saying something different.” You grinned, climbing back into your bed and crawling up next to him, almost hovering over top. “We need to talk to the landlord about our heater.”
“Oh I love when you talk sexy to me in the mornings, it gets me all hot and bothered.” He chuckled, slipping his hands up under your sweater and stroking your sides. “Good morning, y/n.”
“Good morning, Klaus.” You smiled down at him, kissing him carefully. “I mean we need something to make us hot. Aside from you, I mean.”
“You flatter me, truly.” He laughed, taking hold of your waist and pulling you down so you were straddling him. “Now can I have a proper good morning kiss?”
Dipping down, you brushed your lips against his teasingly before pulling away. “As soon as you brush your teeth.”
He groaned when you sat up and left the room, winking at him as you went and giggling when he whined about how much of a tease you are. “Baby….”
He grinned when you came back into the room and jumped onto the bed, laughing when the cats got angry. “I’m kidding I want kisses.”
“I know.” He pulled you close, lips connecting lazily and moving in sync, his hands sliding up your side and under the sweater you wore; groaning into your mouth at the feel of your skin under his hands. “I love you.”
He didn’t even pull away properly, he just spoke into the kiss; and you did the same, moaning breathily. “I love you too, Klaus. Fuck.”
Klaus thought he was gonna win this, gripping your waist and grinding his hips up into yours. “You look so good in the morning.”
“Klaus we are not fucking, the cats are on the bed and it is 7:15 in the morning.” You pulled away, humming as he slid his lips down to your neck and started nipping. “No amount of neck kisses will change my mind, I cannot do it in front of the cats. I refuse.”
“It was under the covers and I felt awful about it, you know that.” You giggled, sitting up again, hands planted on his chest. “I’m gonna make coffee, okay?”
“Ugh, fine.” He swatted your ass when you got up. “Just leave me all on my lonesome.”
“You could just join me in the kitchen.”
By the time he had gotten up (and brushed his teeth) and put on some sweatpants, you were sitting on the counter with your knees to your chest, scrolling through your phone and looking like the picture of perfect he dreamed of when he was a teenager.
“Hello again, sweets.” You grinned as he wrapped his arms around you completely. “Did you sleep well?”
“I always sleep well when you’re beside me.” He grumbled, burying his face in your neck and planting soft kisses everywhere he could. “When you start playing with my hair it knocks me right out. I love it.”
“I know you do, baby.” You hummed, setting your phone down and sliding your arms around him comfortably. “I love you so much.”
“I know you do, baby.” He teased, giggling when you swatted his chest. “I love you too.”
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