Warnings: none
Requested: yes. Bucky_Boo_Bear
Prompt: #27 "is that my shirt?"
A/n: I am so sorry that this took way too long to do! Just stressin about some things is all! I'm sorry again!
Also! Aged up to 20-22 Also Also! I have a requested ruby one coming up next!
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  You yawned as you ran a hair through your knotty and matted hair. It looked like a rat's nest if you were being honest. You sighed and grabbed a hair brush, as you brushed your hair.

  After you finished brushing your hair, you made your way to the kitchen. You grabbed all the items you needed and began to make pancakes. As you were mixing the ingredients together you felt two strong arms wrap around your waist. Cesar placed his chin on the top of your head.

   "Mm.. good morning, beautiful" he mumbled.

Damn. You thought. His morning voice was hot.

  "Thank you" he said, smirking.

Shit. You thought. I said that outloud.

  "I- uh..yeah, yeah..you're welcome" you nodded, turning around and smiling up at him. His dark hair was messy and unkempt from just waking up, and from yhe events of last night.

  His soft smile suddenly changed into a smirk.

  Oh no. You thought. This can't be good.

  "Is that my shirt?" He moved his slowly down from your butt.

  "Yes, problem?" You questioned turning around quickly to hide your nervousness.

  "No, no problem. You look good" he mumbled, pressing his lips against your neck. "I love you so much"

  "I love you too.. now, go brush your teeth. Your breath stinks" you said sofyly leaning your head back to look at him.

  "Oh, that's how it is?" He pouted and removed his arms from around your waist.

  "First of all, yes, that's exactly how it is. No kisses until your breath is fresh. Second of all, is that a Sam Wilson reference?" He nodded before turning and walking into your bathroom.

  "Hey! Why is there so much hair in the sink? I thought we agreed to brush it over the trashcan?" He shouted from the bathroom.

  "Sorry! I forgot!" You shouted back, softly sighing in content after. You flipped the third pancake as he walked back into the kitchen.

  "I'd rather have you for breakfast" he smirked.

  "You're not Richie Tozier. You've got a left hand, use it." You giggled, placing a pancake on the plate and handing it to him.

  He playfully rolled his eyes as he walked over to the breakfast bar and sat down. The sun was shining on his face, making him even more handsome if that was possible.

  You smiled softly to yourself as you pickee up your plate and walked to sit next to him.

  I made it. You thought. I survived, and I'm happy.

  I did it. You smiled and leaned your head on his shoulder.

  "I love you" you looked up, and planted a soft and short kiss on his lips.

  "I love you, too" he grinned, kissing you again, longer this time.

  Wow, you loved this man with your whole heart.