ficlet; 013: sleeping in
pairing: aizawa kosaku/shiraishi megumi
word count: 435 words
note: Just a very short one. 😊

It was morning, and it was one of those rare mornings that Shiraishi did not feel like getting up. As she turned off the alarm on her phone, she shifted with a small groan, trying to block out the slight ray of sunlight flickering through the curtains in the bedroom. Eyes still closed, she shuffled closer to the man next to her, her fingers reaching out to grasp the front of his shirt as she buried her face at the crook of his neck.

Aizawa responded by tightening his arm around her waist as he pulled her even closer to him. "It's time to wake up," he murmured.

She hummed sleepily, shaking her head slightly, grabbing the blankets with one hand and pulling it over her shoulders, and his. "It's not, it's still early."

He let out a small laugh, pressing a kiss on top of her head. "Are you suggesting we sleep in? Who are you, and what have you done with Aizawa Megumi?"

"We both have the morning off today," she yawned. "I don't plan to get to the hospital until eleven-thirty in the morning, and it's only seven o'clock now."

"Eleven-thirty in the morning?" he echoed. "That's two hours before the start of your actual shift. Now you're sounding more like the woman I married."

She poked him lightly in the ribs, looking up at him affectionately. "Aizawa-sensei, if that's an attempt at a joke, it's not a very good one," she teased, smiling as she said it.

He caught her hand with his, intertwining their fingers together. "It's not a joke. It's more like a statement."

"Uh-huh," she hooked her leg lightly around his, her eyes slipping closed again. "So, are you going to let me sleep, or are you going to insist on waking me up?"

"Well," he said, slipping his hand under her night shirt and caressing the bare skin of her waist, "if I say I'm going to insist on waking you up…"

Shiraishi shivered slightly as his fingers trailed down towards her hip. Opening her eyes, she smiled at him lazily, as she rolled over, propping herself on top of him and pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth. "Then you'll just have to entertain me."

"That will not be a problem at all," he said, arms locking around her waist as his fingers pushed her night shirt upwards.

"I never imagined you'll ever have a problem," she laughed, as she framed his face with her hands, closing the gap between their faces and kissing him hard.

And they didn't get out of bed until two hours later.

A/N: I had been pulling twelve-hour workdays for the last three days. Talk about a crazy workload! Anyway, very short ficlet to get my writing in gear, hoping to spare some time this weekend to continue writing the chaptered story.

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