Good Morning my little Troublemaker. So that’s how you start a morning now? Accusing me of attempted murder because my hand wandered in my sleep? I can just see you grabbing my hand, moving it away and giving me that look… checking if I’m really asleep like a tiny detective on a mission. And then instead of just waking me normal, you choose chaos — kisses on my neck, my ear, whispering dramatic accusations in my sleep.
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