Precision ☀️

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It's Saturday.

Ian doesn't have work today.

I don't have anything to do today.

I usually wake up before Ian, and I like to count the freckles on his face.

I have the exact number.

I count them every time I wake up before him, and I get the same number every time.

572 freckles on his face.

572 seconds I use to look at him.

572 seconds I never want back.

Ian usually wakes up soon after I'm done counting and I've already gotten up and made coffee for him.

I like what he have now.

This mushy relationship.

This is some part I never see of myself outside of my house.

Outside I have to be strong and look intimidating.

Even if I did come out I know I wouldn't act like this in public.

I would want to do it but I know my brain wouldn't let me.

20 and more years have taught me not to do things, I can't just run around doing them.

My brain would panic. I would have an anxiety attack.

Titus jumps up.

Oh shit he has to go potty.

I get up and Titus is already at the door.

I open it and let him outside.

It's actually quite warm today, maybe we will go on a walk.

I've got an idea.

I shut the door and run into the room and jump on the bed.

"Ian!"

I jump up and down to wake him up.

"Ian, you bastard I have good news!"

"What!" Ian gets up quickly.

"What news is good enough you gotta wake me up like this?"

I jump into my knees and get eye leave with him.

"Don't be a bitch, you have coffee in the kitchen that I MADE, and me and you are going to go on a walk together. TOGETHER, IN PUBLIC"

Ian smiles and kisses me.

"This is great! Mickey you're making progress, you freak."

I smile. Now he's sees that I am actually trying.

"I have to let the dog in. Get ready!"

I hop off he bed and walk to the door but Ian follows.

"I'm excited and all but do we have to go now? It's not even 11 yet.

I open the front door.

"I guess you're right. You usually are right. We will go about 1 then maybe. Go get your coffee so you can WAKE UP YOU BASTARD."

Ian walks into the kitchen

Yelling just feels nice today. Today I'm just really happy.

Titus walks in and runs to the water bowl.

This dog I swear. Always comes inside to drink water. Never drinks it before he goes potty, always after.

Ian takes a drink of his coffee as he appears back into the living room.

I kiss him really hard and he almost spills his coffee.

"Are you alright?"

"Oh shut the fuck up, im fine."

Ian just takes another drink of his coffee.

"Wanna have sex?" Wow that was bold of me.

Ian almost spits his coffee out and looks at me with wide eyes.

"Did you just ask that? Out loud?"

"I did powderpuff, now do you want to fuck me or not?"

Ian puts down his coffee on the neared table.

"Yes."

Ian pushes me against the door and kisses me.

This is going to be a good day.

Chapter to read while you're at school.😁
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