Board Thread:Ships/@comment-4199666-20141217130132

A/N: Here's a dumb drabble that no one asked for but I got the idea in my head and this happened.

“Psst, Adrian,” were the first words he heard whispered in his ear as he fought to keep his eyes shut. He heard her voice again and pulled the pillow up from her side of the bed which was no longer being used. He pressed it up against his ear, earning a smirk from his girlfriend, who was now determined to make him wake up. “Do you know what day it is?” she enthusiastically announced. Adrian grumbled as he tried to press the pillow closer to his head, as if that would somehow help him go back to sleep now.

“No.” he mumbled. Juliette pouted a little as she tried to work out how to get the pillow off him. She briefly considered tickling him, but was slightly afraid of where his long arms and legs would go if she did. Instead she smiled a cheeky grin and decided to climb over the top of him, straddling his hips as she sat down. She moved her face closer to the pillow and pushed it away.

“It’s Christmas!” she cheered.

Adrian didn’t move other than to try and pull the pillow back, grumbling about how it was too early in the day to be Christmas. Juliette decided to try again. It had become increasingly obvious that she needed something strategic to get him out of bed. She leant down as she kissed her lips across the side of his neck. “Adrian, you’ve got to wake up,” she softly whispered into his ear between kisses. While he was nowhere near as grumpy, he was still in no mood to be awake and out of bed. Honestly, he wouldn’t have objected to staying like this all day.

“No.” he repeated, this time, with a smirk.

Juliette pursed her lips together as she tried to think of another playful way to get him up and out of bed. It was Christmas and even though she didn’t need him up, she’d grown way too excited over the fact that she’d actually bothered to learn how to cook (and only slightly burn) Christmas cookies. Not to mention how much effort it had taken to not wake him up two hours earlier when she originally woke up. Holidays like this had always made her excited, bringing back memories of when she used to get spoiled rotten with her parents and wake up at five thirty in the morning just to see what she got. A lot of things had changed since then, but her excitement hadn’t.

“Adrian,” she softly spoke, grazing her lips against his ear as she did. He felt the warmth of her breath against his face as she spoke. “You have to get up for your very special present.”

“What is it?” he said for a change. His eyes were still very firmly shut.

“I don’t think you know how surprises work,” she teased. Sitting back up on his pelvis and pulling her shirt off. She smirked a little as she noticed his head move.

“What are you doing?” he asked as he tried to open his eyes slightly.

“I knew that would wake you up,” she smirked as she leaned back down to kiss him. “Now can you get up?”

He briefly contemplated it before smiling and pulling her closer to his chest. He rolled her over so she was back on her side of the bed and he held her down there, smirking as he did. He didn’t need his eyes open anymore, as he playfully repeated “No.” Juliette laughed at his laziness, taking the moment to kiss him on the lips. He kissed her back as he held her as close to his chest as he could manage. “I think you should just go back to bed,” he explained as he took a brief break from kissing her. “That’s my Christmas present to you.” 