Pancakes and taunts in the morning (CanadaXReader)You stretched, your back popping as you yawned loudly. Matthew smiled softly, kissing the back of your hand. He was still lying in bed on his side, his blond hair crowning his head as it splayed out over the pillow. With a smile, you leant back down to peck his lips, a gesture which he returned sleepily.More Like This
As you slipped your cold feet into his large red slippers, you blinked some remaining sleep from your tired eyes and tried to tame your hair. Matthew’s smile only grew wider as he watched you comb through your bed hair, laughing gently at your failing attempt to untangle it.
Sitting up quietly, he grasped your wrists and pulled you back against his chest. “Let me.” He murmured, crossing his ankles whilst running his dexterous fingers through your matted locks of hair.
Twisting around in his arms, you reached up to do the same to him. His golden hair was sticking up in several places and you quickly set about flattening them. “Thanks.”