p style="line-height: 30px; font-family: Arial; color: #333333; font-size: 15px; clear: none !important; background-color: #fefefe;"{ A Sabo fluffy scenario maybe? Ty dear :3}br style="line-height: 2em; font-family: inherit !important; color: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important; clear: none !important;" / /p
p style="line-height: 30px; font-family: Arial; color: #333333; font-size: 15px; clear: none !important; background-color: #fefefe;"strong style="line-height: 2em; font-family: inherit !important; display: inline; padding-bottom: 0.7em; padding-top: 0.7em; color: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important; clear: none !important;"Title:/strong Lazy days/p
p style="line-height: 30px; font-family: Arial; color: #333333; font-size: 15px; clear: none !important; background-color: #fefefe;"strong style="line-height: 2em; font-family: inherit !important; display: inline; padding-bottom: 0.7em; padding-top: 0.7em; color: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important; clear: none !important;"Author:/strong Kate/p
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p style="line-height: 30px; font-family: Arial; color: #333333; font-size: 15px; clear: none !important; background-color: #fefefe;"They loved lazy days, ones just like this. Since it didn't happen very often, S/O was going to take all the time they had to enjoy it. Laying on Sabo's bed beside him, they had stayed up late talking to each other, eating candy, and just having fun. S/O had woken up before Sabo, who was sleeping on his back snoring loudly. A smile found its way to their lips as they turned to their side to face Sabo. Running their hand through his soft curly hair, Sabo didn't even stir from his deep sleep. They swear they have never seen Sabo's face so relaxed before, like all his troubles had just disappeared while he dreamed. S/O brushes some hair out of of his eyes, making a not that he would need a haircut soon. Since he was sleeping they decide to move closer to their boyfriend, draping an arm across his chest and resting their chin on his shoulder. Taking in a deep breath through their nose, "You smell good." S/O mumbles quietly. Was that creepy? They really hoped not, after all, it wasn't like they were smelling a stranger. Closing their eyes again, they went back to enjoying the peaceful moment. They felt Sabo move in his sleep, but didn't think much of it. He had turned on his said, his face incredibly face to their face. But, they were too tired to really move out of the way. "Morning S/O" his voice was rough and they could practically sense his smile. How did he always know when they were awake? S/O felt a smile pull to their lips, "Good morning, Sabo." they reply, feeling a soft kiss on their forehead. "We should get up, I'm sure someone had already made breakfast." He attempts to sit up, but S/O quickly acts to keep him down. They basically laid halfway on him. "S/O, we have to get up soon or later." "Later." they finally open their eyes and look up at the man underneath them. He had bags under his eyes, showing that last night was probably the first time he slept peacefully. And since he was not listening to them, they would try something else. Stretching their neck forward and moving their self up further with their arms. S/O began to plant small kisses on his neck and cheek. "Your playing dirty." Sabo chuckled, quickly taking control of the situation. Flipping them over so he was on top and began to tickle his S/O, who started laughing as soon as the attack started. "No! Sabo I'm sorry!" S/O pleaded through their laughter, but it was too no use. The tickle attack continued till Sabo could see his S/O was out of breath. He then swooped down and gave them a quick kiss. "First one to the kitchen wins." Sabo whispered and in a flash he was gone. "Look who's playing dirty now!" S/O called after him as they scrambled to follow after./p
p style="line-height: 30px; font-family: Arial; color: #333333; font-size: 15px; clear: none !important; background-color: #fefefe;"strong style="line-height: 2em; font-family: inherit !important; display: inline; padding-bottom: 0.7em; padding-top: 0.7em; color: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important; clear: none !important;"Title:/strong Lazy days/p
p style="line-height: 30px; font-family: Arial; color: #333333; font-size: 15px; clear: none !important; background-color: #fefefe;"strong style="line-height: 2em; font-family: inherit !important; display: inline; padding-bottom: 0.7em; padding-top: 0.7em; color: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important; clear: none !important;"Author:/strong Kate/p
p style="line-height: 30px; font-family: Arial; color: #333333; font-size: 15px; clear: none !important; background-color: #fefefe;"strong style="line-height: 2em; font-family: inherit !important; display: inline; padding-bottom: 0.7em; padding-top: 0.7em; color: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important; clear: none !important;"Word Count:/strong 507/p
p style="line-height: 30px; font-family: Arial; color: #333333; font-size: 15px; clear: none !important; background-color: #fefefe;"They loved lazy days, ones just like this. Since it didn't happen very often, S/O was going to take all the time they had to enjoy it. Laying on Sabo's bed beside him, they had stayed up late talking to each other, eating candy, and just having fun. S/O had woken up before Sabo, who was sleeping on his back snoring loudly. A smile found its way to their lips as they turned to their side to face Sabo. Running their hand through his soft curly hair, Sabo didn't even stir from his deep sleep. They swear they have never seen Sabo's face so relaxed before, like all his troubles had just disappeared while he dreamed. S/O brushes some hair out of of his eyes, making a not that he would need a haircut soon. Since he was sleeping they decide to move closer to their boyfriend, draping an arm across his chest and resting their chin on his shoulder. Taking in a deep breath through their nose, "You smell good." S/O mumbles quietly. Was that creepy? They really hoped not, after all, it wasn't like they were smelling a stranger. Closing their eyes again, they went back to enjoying the peaceful moment. They felt Sabo move in his sleep, but didn't think much of it. He had turned on his said, his face incredibly face to their face. But, they were too tired to really move out of the way. "Morning S/O" his voice was rough and they could practically sense his smile. How did he always know when they were awake? S/O felt a smile pull to their lips, "Good morning, Sabo." they reply, feeling a soft kiss on their forehead. "We should get up, I'm sure someone had already made breakfast." He attempts to sit up, but S/O quickly acts to keep him down. They basically laid halfway on him. "S/O, we have to get up soon or later." "Later." they finally open their eyes and look up at the man underneath them. He had bags under his eyes, showing that last night was probably the first time he slept peacefully. And since he was not listening to them, they would try something else. Stretching their neck forward and moving their self up further with their arms. S/O began to plant small kisses on his neck and cheek. "Your playing dirty." Sabo chuckled, quickly taking control of the situation. Flipping them over so he was on top and began to tickle his S/O, who started laughing as soon as the attack started. "No! Sabo I'm sorry!" S/O pleaded through their laughter, but it was too no use. The tickle attack continued till Sabo could see his S/O was out of breath. He then swooped down and gave them a quick kiss. "First one to the kitchen wins." Sabo whispered and in a flash he was gone. "Look who's playing dirty now!" S/O called after him as they scrambled to follow after./p