Lazy day

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After clicking John's contact name, I place my phone on my lap on speaker as I drive over to his house.

"Hey baby," his voice comes through, instantly bringing a smile to my face.

"Hi Johnny" I respond, "I'm on my way to yours now."

"Okay I'm coming back from a walk, there's a spare key under a fake rock."

"Is it that ugly rock that's there?" I ask thinking of the misshaped rock by the door that clearly didn't belong.

"Yeah that one," he laughs.

"It's so painfully obvious" I respond, "I should be getting there in like five minutes."

"Just let yourself in when you get there, I'm walking real slow today."

I let out a giggle, "okay then, I'll see you soon"

"Bye bye" he says before I hear the sound of the call ending.

I get there quicker than expected and park in his driveway. I walk towards the door and reach down to grab the only bulky rock in a pile of small pebbles.

I flip it over and open the compartment and take the key out while shaking my head. I unlock the door and place the key back in it's rightful spot.

I close the door behind me and take off my shoes. I begin to walk through the unusually quiet house and am reminded of the headache and cramps I had. The whole reason for wanting to be with John at the moment.

I reach his room and just lay face down on his bed, not bothering to get under the covers assuming he would be getting home in seconds and I would have to move anyways.

What turned into closing my eyes for a few seconds turned into being abruptly woken up by the sound of the front door closing.

I hear John singing a random song and instantly relax back into his sheets, my eyes closing again.

I hear his bedroom door open then close but don't move. His footsteps moving closer to me, then the bed dipping and creaking as he hovers over me.

"Laying in bed without me?" He says sounding like a fuckboy, "Are you sleeping?" He asks leaning down to press a kiss to my cheek.

"No, I have a headache and cramps" I mumbled.

He slips a hand under my shirt and softly runs his hand over my back, "How can I help?"

"Share some of your body heat"

"I can do that," He chuckles lightly, "You'd also be warmer if you were under the covers."

"I was gonna wait for you but then I fell asleep" I smiled as we both adjusted ourselves under the covers.

I lay my head on his chest and tangle our legs together. "How bad is your pain?" He asks drawing shapes on my back with his fingers.

"Nothing I can't handle" I shrug.

"Okay tough girl" he says making me giggle. He placed a kiss on my forehead, "get some rest."

I smile up at him and gasp lightly, more confused on how I didn't notice before, "you got a haircut."

"Oh this?" He smirks running a hand through his hair.

"You look so good" I squeal.

He laughs blushing a bit not knowing how to take my compliment, "Go to sleep please"

"And miss all this?" I reach and hand up and run my fingers through his hair, not used to how quickly my fingers reach the ends of his hair, "No way. When did you do this?"

"Earlier today. I got bored" He shrugged.

"You did it yourself?" I question removing my hand from his hair.

"Yeah, it didn't look too hard." He runs his fingers through his hair again.

"You're so beautiful," I smile admiring the blushing boy in front of me.

He groans and turns away trying to hide his embarrassment causing me to laugh.

"You know you're such a simp" he says.

"Loud and proud" I smile at him.

He shakes his head and we fall under a comfortable silence. He softly massages my side while one of my hands stays in his hair.

I stare at him admiring his side profile. Wondering how someone can be so perfect and be mine at the same time.

"Would you ever go back to your silver hair?" I think aloud.

He thinks for a moment before answering, "I've thought about it but I feel like it's best I left it in the past. Separate the old me and the new me."

"Short hair John with silver hair though?" I raised my eyebrows suggestively.

He turns us over so he can rest his head on my chest, "I'm gonna dye my hair bright purple."

"Honestly you'd probably look so good with purple hair" I smile thinking about it pulling at the strands slightly.

He groans as his face heats up again and he attempts to hide in my chest making me laugh.

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Y'all this one is so bad I gtg. Hope you have a good day!
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