One Shots

Good Morning - Carter Reynolds Imagine

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Carter Reynolds Imagine

You sighed, rolling over onto your back and stretching your arms out in front of you. You blinked your eyes a couple of times before squinting at the bright light pouring in from your window. It must have been around 10:00, and you obviously didn’t want to get up yet. There was something under your back, wrapped around your stomach. It was comforting and when you breathed, you could smell the scent of the oh-too-familiar cologne, Old Spice. You knew who wore it.

Carter.

You smiled to yourself, glancing over at the sleeping boy next to you. He looked peaceful and gentle, like he could never hurt anything in the world. His hair was messy, but it looked cuter than when he tried to style it. His bare chest was open to the air, both arms wrapped around you. He stirred in his sleep and turned his head towards you, but didn’t wake up. You turned back over and buried your head in his shoulder. His skin was soft to the touch, smooth and comforting. It was a feeling that you loved. Your hair fell in pieces over his chest, tickling him.

A smile arose on his face, his eyes opening to see your adorable happy face grinning at him. He kissed your nose sweetly and tightened his grip around your waist. “Good morning, baby,” he said. His morning voice was raspy and sexy. It was deep and croaky but perfect. He sucked in a deep breath, still staring into your eyes.

“Good morning,” you said. You pulled the sleeve of his sweatshirt up, revealing your forearm. His sweatshirts were absolutely gigantic on you, but he insisted you wore them; he thought you looked so cute in his clothing. You felt your legs entangled with his, as they had been all night.

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you, too,” you said.

He kissed you again.