A/N: I've been trying to work on my 'fluff' skills lately, so I'd appreciate any criticisms are far as this shot goes. As someone who isn't a 'fluff' writer or a romantic person by nature, I'd love to know how I'm doing and how I can improve. Again, I own nothing but this story. Katekyo Hitman Reborn is property of Amano Akira and Sunday Mornings is property of Maroon Five.
SHOT TWO: SUNDAY MORNINGS {YAMAMOTO TAKESHI}
Sunday morning rain is falling
Steal some covers share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
The chirping of birds roused you from your slumber, the room basked in sunlight as it streamed in through the cracks in the blinds. His warmth surrounded you, one of his arms draped over your waist while you could feel his other hand smoothing your hair away from your face. You squirmed, cuddling closer into him, breathing in his scent as your eyes cracked open, peering up at him. His rich brown eyes met yours, his hand never stopping the stroking of your hair as he looked down at you, a soft smile on his face, the same one that, even after all these years, always made you feel happy. An answering smile crept onto your face as you sleepily mumbled out your words, the traditional morning greeting.
"Morning Takeshi."
He chuckled lightly. "It's afternoon actually. You slept late again."
"Ah sorry."
Resting his chin on your head, his other arm wrapped around you, pulling you closer to him. The two of you laid there in silence for several moments, just enjoying being together like this, listening to the drum of the rain falling down. You smiled, chuckling a little. "Hmm, I don't think we're going to be going on that picnic we planned today."
He laughed, a nice, deep laugh and you felt it reverberate through his chest as he cuddled closer to you still, each beat of his laughter seeming to merge in time with your heartbeat. "That's okay," he mumbled, laying a soft kiss on your head, "I'm just fine right here."