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Jason was breathing shallowly, trying not to disturb Marinette.
She had fallen asleep on him, cute dark hair tumbling out over his arm and his pillow as her cute little puffs of air brushed lightly against his neck. Jason didn’t consider himself a cuddly person, but apparently sleepy Jason disagreed with that.
Marinette was completely caged in his arms, legs tangled with her head resting on his upper arm and tucked against his chest. Her lashes fanned out over her constellation of freckles, hiding beautiful blue eyes.
She looked so at peace, and Jason felt his heart hurting from the effort it took to not cuddle closer to her. He didn’t want to wake her up, but she was just adorable.
He smiled to himself, memorizing everything about her face that he could.
“Jay, quit starin’ at me,” Marinette mumbled, closed eyes crinkling. “I’m sure you’re bein sweet but it’s too early.”
Jason chuckled to himself, leaning forward to press a slope kiss to the corner of her mouth. “Sorry, baby,” He muttered, pressing a light kiss to her eyelid. “You’re beautiful.”
Marinette let out a small whine, tucking her head closer to his chest to attempt to hide the sudden brilliant flush spreading across her face. She was always loopy in the morning, easily flustered, and too sleepy to properly retaliate. It was one of his favorite things about waking up with her.
“Love, that’s not fairrrr.”
He snickered to himself, leaning back to sneak gentle kisses to her forehead. “All’s fair in love and war, baby.”
She groaned, leaning back to crack her eye open in a light glare. “Do you want me to leave you? I will go back to my own bed if you don’t watch it.”
Jason just smirked at her, taking advantage of the space to give her an eskimo kiss. She blushed harder but was unable to retreat back against Jason’s shirt now. “You wouldn’t.”
“Wouldn’t I?”
“Neverrrrrr,” He drew out the word, accenting it by rubbing his nose against hers exaggeratedly. She giggled, unable to truly stay frustrated with him. He was mushy in the mornings, softer when she woke up next to him. “You can’t escape, it’s not allowed.”
“Jayyyyy.”
“Mariiiii,” He mimicked her, pressing a light trail of kisses over her cheeks. He distantly heard the tell-tale signs of rising bats and birds through the manor. It would only be ten more minutes before someone tried to wake them up too, and Jason sort of wished he was still living in his own apartment at the moment.
“Jay, we gotta get up,” Marinette sighed, turning to catch his lips gently.
He groaned, pouting at her and her breathtaking smile. “I don’t wanna.”
“Get up, you big baby.”
“You can’t make me.”
Marinette huffed, wiggling in an attempt to lose herself from his arms. He was bigger than her and he was also stubborn. Marinette knew from experience she couldn’t escape his cuddles when he chose to bestow them, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t going to try. “Jason, we have to get up!”
“Fuck that!” He retorted, peppering kisses across her entire face as she squeaked. “I’m comfy.”
Marinette sighed, unsure how to really escape her current predicament. What made it infinitely harder was the fact that she was comfortable too. She didn’t want to get up, but it was in their best interest. Well, maybe not completely, it was rather cold.
The tank top and sleep shorts she had thrown on yesterday were doing nothing to warm her up, and Jason was like a personal heater.
Marinette bit her lip, caving to body warmth and kisses from her boyfriend sounded like a horrible way to encourage good behavior. But Marinette was weak.
“Ten more minutes,” She compromised, tucking her head back against Jason’s chest. He pressed one last kiss to her bedhead before pulling her infinitely closer. She melted against him, feeling her eyes close already. There really had been no hope for her, Jason would never wake her up.
“Love you, baby.”