1- Waking up together, Pierretasha(10/6/2017)
Some days Pierre just liked to watch her. The sunlight filtered through their blinds and made little lines across the room, which told him he probably needed to get up and start getting ready for work, but instead, he watched her.
Natasha breathing in and out softly, Natasha’s blank face half covered by the pillow she had it stuffed into. Her back pressed against his stomach, hogging their blanket and radiating warmth.
He remembers how lucky he is that she’s there, that he’s in bed with her and cards a hand through her hair.
Natasha groans and rolls ovwer into his hand, he chuckles because she’s never been a morning person and never will be. “Come on. We have to get up.”
“Noooo...Just...lay here with me for a few more minutes.” Pierre is so warm and soft and she never wants to move.
“Just a few more minutes.”