AN: This is an imagine fluff I'd written on Tumblr. Now you can imagine (as with the James fluff) either Jo, Camille, Mercedes or better yet yourself into this story. It's something that's just simple and sweet in every way, not to mention, I just adore the image of a sleep Kendall.
You stretch with a loud yawn, a frown contorts your face when you feel a pair of arms and legs wrapped around you like the appendages of a squid. At the sound of a loud snort from behind you reminds you that Kendall is the one who you're currently entangled in.
A smile then takes over your countenance as you manage to remove his long limbs from your body and get out of your bed to start the day.
"Kendall, wake up, it's morning," you whisper shaking his shoulder gently, you giggle when he whines and pulls the comforter over his head as if he were 7 years old.
"No, 5 more minutes," he mumbles from under the covers the top of his head the only part of him left visible.
"Kendall, it's almost noon, get up," you tug on the blanket after glancing at the clock to be sure of the time.
"So, I'm tired," he pulled the comforter back over his body, stubbornly refusing to be swayed from the comfort of the mattress. "And it's Saturday."
"Just get up Kendall! You can't stay in bed forever," you pout even if he can't see your face as you jump onto the bed and shake him more.
"Yes I can, now get back here," and before you can escape his reach, Kendall grabs hold of your waist and pulls you into his chest while tossing the comforter over the both of you. "That's better."
And it was better to be wrapped in his warm embrace, but you still wanted to get out of bed. You try to worm your way out of his arms for the second time when his lips make contact with the skin of your neck sending delightful chill running down your spine.
"Kendall, now's not the time for this, we have to get up," you whine and he does in response when his teeth make work of lightly nibbling on your shoulder.
"Now's the perfect time, we can get up later," he kisses along your jaw line and lets his hands rub your sides slowly. "Much later."
"Fine, but I was going to make you bacon," you mutter feeling his hands still on you.
"Bacon? Well why didn't you say so?" he throws the blankets off the both of you as he picks you up bridal style and makes way for the kitchen.
"I'm starting to think you love bacon more than me," you smirk as he sets you down at the dining table in the kitchen while he quickly looked through the refrigerator.
"Oh nonsense, I love you tons more," he winks giving you a soft kiss on the lips before grabbing the items needs to cook breakfast.
A smile curls onto your lips as you get up from your seat, knowing that Kendall would end up making a mess or three in the kitchen.
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