Mornings

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"Another kiss, I think my lips are chapped." You rolled your eyes, rubbing your fingertips along his stubble on his cheek before pecking his lips.

 "They're still chapped." You kissed him again, smiling into his mouth. He smiled back until he started laughing. You smiled back, backing away from him, but his hands wrapped around the back of your head, colliding them together with a smug smile.

 "Another kiss for the morning?" You pushed him back playfully with a smile. 

"You're a pain in my the Horan." You rolled your eyes

 "You love me." You scooted back down into the bed so you could rest your head on a pillow. 

"I might."

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