Gezelligheid

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(n.) the coziness, warmth and comfort of being at home, or being together with friends or loved ones sharing time in a pleasant and nice atmosphere.

My back was pressed against his chest as he held me tightly by the waist. It was so comfortable to lie with him, in his bed. His dad was downstairs preparing dinner, occasionally causing a dish or two to clatter together.

"So have you decided what we're going to do?" Jasper murmured in my ear.

I rolled over in his arms to face him. "How do you feel about fortune tellers?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

He laughed. "Well, I think they're about as fake as it gets, but it's still fun."

"I agree. That's why we're going to go get our fortune told." I grin up at him.

"If that's what you want, we'll do it." His lips came down and gently touched mine. I slowly kissed back, my arms wrapping around his neck as his hands found my hips.

"Then that's what we're doing," I mumbled against his mouth and I could feel him smiling.

"Dinner's ready!" The voice rang up the stairs and we quickly pulled away from each other, our cheeks turning rosy.

"Damn it dad," he muttered and I giggled.

"Parents always ruin the moment."

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