can i get a steve harrington blurb where it’s just domestic fluff. i haven’t seen enough of it lately and i NEED. something like waking up with him in the morning or maybe doing household chores together? either way, thank you :)
Waking Up | Steve Harrington Blurb
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i hope this is what you were looking for my love <3
At this point of dating, you should be used to your presence in Steve’s bed every morning. But you weren't. You hadn’t ever gotten used to his soft, sleepy, smiles he gave you every morning. No, in fact, you still weren't over the way his eyes would slowly drift open, as he searches for your arm or body to hold on to. You would never get used to the fact that the first thing he wanted to do when he awoke was kiss you, even with morning breath.
You loved waking up beside Steve.
This morning was no different, the sun had seeped through your cream curtains, giving your entangled bodies an ease of warmth.
You awoke before him, finding yourself softly nestled into his own body, back to his chest, his lower arm wrapped around your waist gently.
Untangling yourself from his grasp slowly, you turned to face him. Your hands trailing up his chest gently. You smiled to yourself when you studied his sleeping features as his chest rose and fell steadily, he looked so calm.
You let your eyes fall closed, allowing yourself to listen to his quiet breathing.
After a few minutes of chasing his breathing patterns with your own, you felt a shift, his body began to move.
You opened your eyes after a few moments of his body shuffling around, meeting his sleepy eyes that were already on you.
“You’re awake?” he questioned softly with his raspy morning voice. His eyes shone in the ambient morning light, a small smile crept its way up to his face the longer he looked at you.
“I’ve only been awake for a few minutes,” you whispered quietly, not having it in you to speak at full volume, “How’d you sleep?”
Steve hummed in response, pulling your body back up against his, your face against his chest. “I sleep well every night I sleep next to you sweetheart.” He held you tightly to his chest, his arms wrapped protectively around your shoulders and neck. Leaning down to your comfortable form, he gave the top of your head a kiss, “Look up for me princess.”
You wiggled around in his hold, looking up to him. He put a hand on your lower jaw and gave you a deep, loving kiss. You melted into him, your body going absolutely numb. Your mouths moved slowly together, a long and slow kiss.
You pulled away breathless, your own eyes meeting his. Smiling at Steve with a flush of pink on your cheeks, his hand traced your jawline gently. As if you were a fragile piece of glass art, strictly labeled ‘Do not touch.’ and Steve was the artist, admiring his beautiful piece of fine art.
“You’re so beautiful,” He whispered. From the bottom of his heart, he truly believed you were the most agonizingly gorgeous person in the world. He never imagined to be with a person as stunning as you.
To Steve, waking up next to you was a dream, a fantasy almost.
You blushed at his words, your eyes traveling down to your hands that laid on his chest, “Thank you Steve,” you hushed.
With your quiet flustered words, Steve took it upon himself to batter your face with kisses. From eyebrows to chin, small little love pecks.
You laughed softly, the tickling of his lips causing you to squirm from Steve’s grip, he only held you tighter.
“Don’t leave me just yet sweetheart,” Steve hummed, resting his jaw on the top of your head, holding you closer than ever.
