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I wake up to a partly cloudy sky, soft drizzles hitting my window and weeping down against the glass. I notice the bed seems heavier than usual, making me turn towards the inside of my bed, to be met by Ross' closed eyes, but a smile on his face, telling me he's awake.

I smile back as I shift up to peck his nose. "G'morning."

"Mm, morning Marano." He responds in his deep morning voice.

I avoid the chills his voice gives me to retaliate, "Oo he does alliterations now."

He chuckles deeply as he brings me closer to him, "Too early Laur."

"You haven't called me angel yet." I frown.

"So you like the pet name huh?" He smiles, a bit of cockiness seeing through, "I did." His eyes still closed.

"When?"

"When I woke up first. I tried waking you up but you were out cold."

"We were pretty busy last night; took out all my energy."

He laughs as I give into snuggling back into his neck, where I've found to enjoy my time the past few hours or so. "You? I did all the work!"

"Oh shut up." I groan as I smack his chest. His chest vibrates as he laughs.

"It really was amazing though." His tone becomes sweet again, making me smile.

"Yeah, you got moves!"

"Psh, I don't just sing and act you know." He scoffs, making me laugh. "You're impressed now, but round two will leave you breathless, in every context of that word."

"Shor!" I laugh as I wiggle away from his grip while he tries leaning into my neck too. He pouts as he tries to get me back in his embrace.

"What? I'm sure we have time, and I know you want to do it again."

"We have to be able to control ourselves."

"But I can'ttt." He whines as he finally gets me back in his arms to the position we were in before, "You're too addictive."

"Oh nuh-uh, you're not about to sweet talk me." I smirk as he shifts downwards to become eye level with my neck.

"I'm not, I'm simply stating the obvious." It's his turn to smirk before leaving open kisses around my neck, the same way he did before we ended up here last night.

"Ross." I warn him, my voice coming up to a whisper. We both know I'm done for if he continues for no more than a minute or so.

"Yes, babygirl?" His tone is taunting as he moves from one side to the other.

I'm about to respond until we hear Ross' ringtone sound off in the back pocket of his jeans sprawled out on the floor. We pull away in shock, and Ross groans as he gets up from the bed to pick up his phone.

"It's Ry." He informs me with a frown. I sit up straight, pulling the blanket up to cover me.

"Hey." He picks up, putting the phone to his ears. His frown deepens within seconds as he sits back on the edge of the bed. My frown deepens along with him as I move closer towards him and hug his torso from behind, resting my head on his muscular back.

He lets out some sounds, I'm guessing to not cut his brother off. He lets out a big sigh after a while, before finally speaking again, "Are you sure? Cause I'll come back?"

My heart sinks as I try to mask my disappointment by hugging him tighter from behind. He seems to just then realize that I was on his back, after he turns around to kiss my forehead.