Victor's morning started out the same way every day.
He would wake up by five am to swim. By six-thirty he was showered and dressed. He would then go downstairs, have his breakfast and coffee while reading the paper. The very particular CEO always made sure he was out the door before seven-thirty to be in his office at LFG by or before eight AM.
He enjoyed the consistency of his mornings and reveled in the fact that they were always the same and never changing.
Until they weren't.
This morning was…different. He awoke to his five am alarm and a tickle in his nose which he quickly recognized as hair. Shoving down the tingling feeling of minor annoyance, he lay in bed a moment before commanding the alarm to quiet itself. He did not fancy the idea of waking the women who clung so tightly to his midsection.
As he laid in bed, precious seconds ticking by, Victor pondered just how he was going to wake the girl. She was obviously a heavy sleeper, seeing as she didn't even stir when the alarm clock blared.
Victor placed an affectionate kiss at the crown of her head before calling her name lightly. Though to no avail did she wake. He tried again, calling her name a bit louder. Only earning him a sleepy groan.
He then decided to flip the two of them, so she was no longer clinging on to him for dear life. After doing so, he hovered over top of her small frame before dropping a kiss on her forehead.
How was she still not awake? Victor found himself wondering.
His conclusion was that the girl slept like the dead. He watched as she snuggled back into his bed, basking in the warmth where he had previously laid only seconds before.
It all suddenly became so clear to him. Why she never answered his early morning calls and why she was always late to any meeting that started before nine am. This girl was perhaps the heaviest sleeper that he had ever met.
Victor shifted his weight a bit, causing the bed to creak. He made a move to climb out of the bed to go change into his swimwear but was stopped by a sleepy voice. "Where are you going? It's not even light yet."
The man chuckled a bit before looking back at the girl from where he was sitting on the edge of the bed. "Go back to sleep, I'll wake you up when I'm back from my swim." He moved and placed a gentle kiss on her lips, pulling back to see if she was comfortable with the display of affection.
Her eyes were still closed and Victor couldn't help but observe her. He noticed how long dark lashes brushed her cheekbones, her lips parted a bit. She was still half asleep. "I can feel you staring at me. Why don't you come back to bed for another hour." Her voice coming to a bit of a whine at the end.
Victor moved so his upper body was covering her small frame once again, his arms on either side of her face caging her in. He dropped a kiss on her shoulder where the collar of one of his t-shirts had slipped down while she was sleeping. He was tempted to stay in bed with the girl, tempted to tease her and ask her if she had any other ideas on how he could get his morning exercise. Instead, he placed a kiss on her nose and pressed his forehead against her own.
The girl basked in his warmth and loved the way it surrounded her. She felt safe in the arms of the dark-haired CEO. She let out a content sigh before snuggling deeper in the sheets. Victor's breath fanned across her own face before he placed another gentle kiss on her lips- she hadn't rejected the display of affection earlier- in fact, he was positive she enjoyed his kisses.
"Go back to sleep, Dummy. I'll be back in a bit," his voice low as he moved to place a gentle kiss on her hairline. Leaving the young woman to catch a bit more sleep, Victor moved to change into his swim things. AS he left the room, the young CEO noted that the woman's breath had evened out into deep breaths. She was once again sleeping.
When Victor returned back to his bedroom, a towel slung around his waist over his swim trunks, hair still slick with chlorinated water, he found the girl still asleep. He checked the time on the alarm clock on his bedside table, five-fifty am.
As he looked at the sleeping girl in his bed he couldn't help but chuckle. The young woman was starfished in the middle of his large bed, her limbs splayed at different angles. The dark comforter tangled around her body at odd positions. She wore one of his t-shirts, it hung off her right shoulder and rose up on her body a bit, giving him full display of her midriff and yellow cotton underwear.
Victor covered his mouth to conceal a small smile. He decided to let the girl sleep a bit more. For not only his sake but also for the sake of everyone she would come in contact with throughout the day. It was clear to him very early on that she was not a morning person, unlike himself. Victor was sure that if he woke her up before six, she would be crabby for the remainder of the day.
The man moved to his bathroom to get around for the day. He couldn't help but smile at the thought of the girl in his bed only a room over. No matter what happened in the future, he silently vowed to her and himself that he wouldn't screw this up. Now that he had her, he wasn't going to let her go. Not ever.
When Victor emerged from the bathroom, she was sitting up in his bed rubbing her eyes. "Do you always wake up so early?" She asked, her voice a bit gravelly with sleep. A laugh escaped Victor's lips as he studied the young woman while she stretched and yawned, much like a cat would after waking from a nap.
Her bangs were askew, sticking up in all directions and the rest her hair was an absolute mess. Feeling warmth bloom in his chest, Victor moved towards her and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. When he pulled away, she was smiling up at him like an idiot.
"What?" He asked, quirking a dark eyebrow at her.
"That's my second kiss from you today!" She exclaimed before darting her eyes toward the alarm clock. "And it's not even six-thirty in the morning!"
Victor moved towards his closet to grab a belt and tie. "Technically it's the third." He called out to the girl. When he emerged, he was pulling the belt through the loops of his pants.
At that time it seemed to register in the woman's mind that the dark-haired man was standing in front of her wearing minimal clothing, causing her face to flush a pretty pink colour.
"Well-well I must be your Sleeping Beauty because I woke up from your kiss!" She sputtered before quickly averting her eyes away from the man in front of her and making a beeline towards the en suite bathroom. Victor followed her into the bathroom and heard her muttering something about a true love's kiss.
"Why don't you take a shower, Dummy." The man teased. "Let me know when you're in, I still need to shave." He added, causing the girl's face to turn bright red.
"Why am I awakeeeee?" The woman whined as she sat at the kitchen counter drinking a cup of coffee.
Victor stood in front of the stove, preparing breakfast for the two of them while he sipped his own coffee. The whole morning so far had felt strangely domestic. And if Victor was being completely honest with himself, he would go as far to say that he had enjoyed his morning with the young woman.
Not that he would admit that to her. He didn't want her ego getting even bigger than it already was. He was sure the woman knew that she had him tied around that little pinky of hers, and the fact that she knew was already torture enough.
"Maybe if you stop that whining of yours I'll make pudding to go with dinner tonight." He found himself saying as he slid a plate full of food in front of her.
"To go with dinner tonight?" The girl asked. She cocked her head to the side in the adorable way she always did when she was confused.
He chose to ignore the question as he pulled out the chair next to hers and began eating his breakfast while reading the paper. The invitation was open. The ball was in her court. It was her turn to make the next move if she was bold enough.
Though in all reality, Victor loved that his comment would be on her mind all day long. Knowing that the young woman would likely be thinking about him most of the day secretly made the CEO's day just a bit brighter.
Thirty-five minutes later he pulled up to her company's office building. He leaned over her small frame to open the passenger door of his car and then moved to undo her seat belt buckle. He pulled back a bit and stared into her large deep chocolate brown eyes. He placed a chaste yet firm kiss against her lips and was delighted when she eagerly responded back.
He pulled back before whispering in her ear, "I'll be by to pick you up at five, don't be late." Before shoving a bento box that he had prepared into her small hands.
Once she was out of his car, he pulled away with a smirk playing on his handsome face. He had left her standing on the curb smiling like a dummy and waving goodbye at him cheerfully.
In that moment, Victor decided that he could get used to mornings with his dummy.