It was still early as Chris crept into his bedroom, a mug of hot coffee in each hand. Camila had spent the night, and while the brunette stayed asleep, Chris had snuck out of bed. With the kids staying with Elsa for the week, it left Chris home alone. The extrovert hated it. Often finding anyone who would keep him company, and lately that person had been Camila.
While they had started off merely hooking up, the pair had slowly started to take things a little further. In the beginning Chris wasn't looking for commitment. His break up with Elsa was still raw and Camila was used as a great distraction. They often said sleeping with someone else wasn't a good way to move on. Yet it seemed to be working for Chris, as the two regularly went on date nights.
"Morning sleepy head," Chris gently tried to wake her up, as he placed one mug down on the bedside table. His voice was low and course while he was still in a tired state. He sat at the end of the bed, nursing the warm cup in both hands as he sipped the well needed coffee. The actor still hadn't bothered getting dressed, wearing only the sweats he threw on to go downstairs.
"If you don't be quick and wake up, I'll drink your coffee as well," there was humour in his voice as he hoped that would wake Camila up. Unlike most, Chris was a morning person, favouring the early starts when the world was quiet. / @morronescamila
she'd never been a morning person, even less so when finding herself so comfortable it felt as though she was sleeping on a cloud. camila burrowed herself further into her pillow and sighed while stretching. the smell of coffee in the room, mixed with chris' cologne on the pillow, caused her to slowly but surely come to. when finally opening her eyes, a cup of coffee on the nightstand was the first thing that greeted her. the lazy smile that appeared on her lips was in part due to the coffee, but mainly because of the man sitting next to her. "g'morning," she mumbled, still somewhere between sleep and reality, but appreciating that he'd woken her up. he was alone and kid-free for a little while and she wanted to spend all the time she could, awake and in his company. with the pair having hung out over the past few months, camila couldn't help but begin developing feelings for the man. she would deny it to her dying breath, not ready to be the first to admit how she felt. no matter how lovely he was when he brought her coffee in the morning, as if he truly cared, while looking mouth-wateringly delicious in his sweatpants. as if they were more than just casual fuck-buddies. were they? she wondered, before coming to the conclusion it was too early to be having such thoughts. "my coffee," the woman whined, finally surrendering to his request and sitting up, letting the covers fall down to her waist, wearing nothing more than a lacy thong, clear evidence of what they'd gotten up to the night before. "you're a psycho... who wakes up this early on a weekend?" camila groaned while scrunching her brows together and looking at chris, "i didn't know your kind actually existed," the actress continued while reaching out for the coffee to have a sip.
