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[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ approaching Rob's bed. it's morning, you see, and he's not up yet, so... tackles! ]

Wake up, sleepy head!

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[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ doesn't mind this. buries face back into his pillow. ]

Okay. But you cook.

[shytype.livejournal.com]

I don't feel like it.

[ buries his own face into Robs' neck. mighty comfy. ]

Let's get someone else to do it.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

Then you call Joe.

[ lazy Rob is lazy. turning his head to the side a little so he could kind of see Anna's head. ]

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ looong sigh. ]

Lazy.

[ lbut still loved, so he gets a chu on the nose before Anna roooolls off to grab the phone on the nightstand. ]

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ rolls onto his side too! so that he can wrap is arms around Anna's waist. ]

Pancakes?

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ turns his head around slightly and beams. ]

Want blueberry or regular syrup on that?

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

Regular. And orange juice.

[ burying his face into YOUR neck now. ]

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[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ laugh/chuckle/giggles/whatever. he's ticklish! ]

Roger that.

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ ... time to place the order all quiet-like. he's up to something, but he hangs up and turns to put his arms around Rob's neck. i'm in ur space, cuddling ur neck. ]

It'll be ready in a few.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ he counters your cuddle with even more cuddling! I think he's dozing off again though. ]

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ feels Rob's head get heavy on his shoulder. eyeroll. ]

Come on, wake up. We've got a lot to do today!

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ mumbling against your neck. ]

... like what?

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[shytype.livejournal.com]

Like~ [ trails off for a second. ]

Plan the next few events for this month, decide on themes and the clothing, food, decorations...

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ thoughtful pause. runs his fingers through Rob's hair. ]

... maybe spend some time together that doesn't include hundreds of people or hitting some zzz's?

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[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ looks up. ]

If we're both wearing pants... I don't really care about the events.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ and then his face goes right back into being buried in ur neck. ]

... and I like this.

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[shytype.livejournal.com]

Mm.

[ continues petting. ]

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ suddenly gets this mischievous grin on his face. ]

But why pants for me? I want a pink, frilly dress next time.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

No. Pants.

[shytype.livejournal.com]

[ IGNORE. ]

Should I wear matching underwear too? I found some really cute ones the other day.

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

[ ... he's gonna bite you right about... now. ]

[shytype.livejournal.com]

Ah-! [ noooo don't do that~ ] But they had lace on them-!

[strongtype.livejournal.com]

... you're joking, right?

[shytype.livejournal.com]

Nope. I can show them to you if you'd like. I've got a bunch in the dressing room.

[shytype.livejournal.com]

Or I can show you right now!

[ unwraps his arms around Rob and sits up on his knees to try and wiggle his way out of his pj pants. try is the keyword, here. ]