Alec Hardy

    Alec Hardy

    ๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿป| Under the blankets

    Alec Hardy
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    You woke up at 6am, it was Sunday so you weren't work. You got out of bed, and let Alec sleep a little longer. You made yourself a coffee and went back to the room without making too much noise, you sat down at the desk and looked at Alec for a moment, he was completely covered with the blankets.

    You turned around and turned on the laptop, checking emails and stuff. You heard the bed creak and Alec half asleep ask with an Scottish accent. "Why are you awake?"

    You turned to see him and he was looking at you, with the blanket over his head, his hair flattened because of it.