the season had started up again, and i was up sorta early, we had an away game, and you couldn’t come

id be gone for about 2 days max, so it wasnt that dramatic, but you were a brat when you woke up

i was already up and dressed, in a matching purple hoodie and sweats, my hair back, and my suitcase by the door, my backpack on, as a protective measure, so i wouldn’t get back in bed with you, and i shake you awake to say bye, i couldn’t leave without a kiss, if i stepped foot out of this apartment without a kiss? bad luck for atleast until i kiss you again

rubbing your shoulder i complain “bro come onn, wake up, i have to go. babe, please” i plead, complaining as you buried your face back into the pillow, groaning, it was 7 am