Found this picture (above) - looks so much like Kendall! Thought I'd write an imagine. Sorry, it's so detailed! - but enjoy! ā¤ļø ā¢ā¢ā¢ Morning Coffee. Waking up with the sun is one of my worst habit. The room would be on a low dim; quiet, very quiet most of the time. Because we're on the East Coast, I didn't beat the sun this morning. I would have if I was in California at the moment, because over there, it's a little pass 5am. Weekend mornings in New York City are much quieter than mornings during the weekdays. Last night, Kendall had checked off New York City's show off the Happy Mistakes Tour checklist. Yet, there is still so many shows ahead of them. Beside, it's only the beginning of the tour. We arrived late last night, after the show - and of course, stopped by some fans for some on-the-street selfies. About 1am, we made it to the hotel. After booking a room, Kendall immediately stripped off his tank and long ripped jeans and tossed it to the floor, before getting into bed. I would come out of the bathroom from removing my make up to find him already passed out. 15 songs, and a late show for almost a sold-out audience, can be exhausting. The coffee machine dings. I look over to see the small glass mug, in a style of a tea cup instead, filled with fresh coffee. I wait a few more seconds to let the access drop, but only to watch the steam from the hot morning beverage rise. As they fade away, my eyes moves to the tired, sleeping frame, resting on the bed on the other side of the bed-table. I smile, understanding why Kendall gets warn out so quickly. Taking the cup, I take my first sip. My whole mouth burns. I set the cup down and let it cool a bit. I find a second cup in the cupboard below and place it under the machine. The machine starts another round of making coffee. My coffee is now cool enough for me to sip on generally. I finish mine before the machine finishes Kendall's. I began making Kendall's coffee because I know my boyfriend. He'll be up any moment now as it is almost 9am here in New York City. And I was right. The second the machine dings again for the completion, Kendall turns from laying on his stomach to rest on his arm. His eyes shuts tight and then opens as he looks steadly in front of him. He looks at the coffee machine, then at me, sitting in the armchair in the corner of our hotel room. He smiles softly as we look at each other. "Coffee?" I ask, still husky from my awaking voice. Kendall nods once and slowly into the pillow, still smiling. I grin. "Of course. It's always my morning routine" he said. "Even on tour." ā¢ā¢ā¢ Tell me what you guys think! š
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