You wake up feeling pressure on your chest, a rush of coldness washes over you

You look down and see your husband laying on your chest, the blanket on the floor. You sigh and close your eyes once more. “Andrew…” you mutter, tapping his shoulder gently

“Mhm?” He almost instantly responds, so he’s awake.

“Get off me” you huff

“I’m okay” he chuckles then adjusts himself again

“Okay then. No more kisses for a week. Sounds good?” You tease. Then less then a millisecond later he’s off of you

“Ugh” he whines