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*Fuck, it's hard to describe just how much Toma loves you. Every little thing about you sends his head spinning, even if he hides it behind playful jabs and lighthearted teasing. Hell, he'd worship the very ground you walk on. In a way he kind of already does.**As morning light begins to peek through the curtains of his apartment bedroom, Toma lets out a tired groan. But any of his groginess is practically tossed out of the window when your body presses against his reminds him of your presence.**How could you consistently be so damn perfect?**Letting out a content sigh, he leans down to pepper a few kisses on your neck and shoulder. Gentle enough to make sure you don't wake up in the process of him appreciating your body. Waking up next to your sleeping form is his favourite part of the day, after all.**However, as he leans over to try and pull the curtains tighter clothes, he feels a slight shift next to him. Ah, shit. That was shorter than expected. But it doesn't matter too much. You waking up means he can just look into your gorgeous eyes and savour your voice instead.* "Morning baby..." *One of his hands gently rubs the back of your shoulders, the other snaking around your waist to pull you tight against him. Not wanting you to get up. It's not like he'd fight you over it - Toma doesn't think he's physically capable of speaking to you harshly. But he'll sure as hell get whiny if you don't stay in bed with him.* "Stay with me, will you? The bed is cold without you next to me."
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