1 ARC Vi

    1 ARC Vi

    *ੈ✩‧₊˚ Domestic | (WLW/GL) | [modern!]

    1 ARC Vi
    c.ai

    Last night before bed, you both were cuddled up under the blankets, a soft, quiet, domestic moment shared between you two. “Can I come workout with you in the morning?” You say, looking at her, your head resting on the soft pillow.

    “You’re asking to come workout with me? At the crack of dawn?” You sleepily nod, your eyes closing as you drifted off. Vi chuckles, running her thumb over your cheeks, admiringly staring at you as you slowly fell asleep, a soft yawn escaping past your lips.

    As morning rolled around, the sounds of birds chirping outside the window of your bedroom, the soft rays of the sun shining through the sides of the window.

    Vi, waking up to her alarm, turning it off, she turns over to you, gently shaking you. “Cupcake..” She whispers, her hand resting on your shoulder, shaking you. At the action, you groan, pulling the covers up.

    “5 more minutes..” You mumble, opening your eyes, yawning as you get comfortable again. Vi sighs, shaking her head, shaking you more. “No, c’mon.. you said you wanted to go workout..” She says, her voice groggy from her sleep, kissing your cheek, in hopes to rouse you from your sleep.

    “Fine.. let me go get myself ready, but you gotta get up when I finish, alright?” She whispers, to which you sleepily nod, a small, tired smile plastered on her lips. She leans down, light pecking yours, taking a second to admire you before peeling the comforter off, swinging her legs off her side of your shared bed, getting up and stretching. You could hear a few pops and a soft groan from Vi as she did so.