Nurse Knock Up


                                            >The first sensation you recognize is the warmth of the sun on your face,

                                            >Next is the warmth of the body cuddled up to your side

                                            >There is a spot of warm wetness on your chest

                                            >The sound of slow, shallow breathing

                                            >Its rhythmic ebb and flow almost in tune with your own

                                            >Your hand begins to wake up, letting you feel smooth, soft fur

                                            >You heave your eyelids open, the early morning light flowing in to nearly blind you

                                            >Once adjusted, you survey the scene before you

                                            >Your wife, sound asleep and cuddled up to your side, her head resting upon your chest with a splotch of drool under her mouth

                                            >Her hair is still done up in its signature bun, and her nurse's hat has been knocked over to the other side of the bed

                                            >Poor thing must've passed out as soon as she walked in

                                            >Your gaze wanders around the less than clean room until it falls onto the calendar

                                            >Normally you'd wake her up to get your days started, but it looks like she actually has the next three days off

                                            >You let out a sigh of relief at the revelation and decide to stay put

                                            >It's been months since she had that much time off at a time

                                            >Your focus is brought back to your partner when she does a little snort in her sleep

                                            >The way her snout scrunches when she snorts always brings a smile to your face

                                            >Slowly, as not to wake her, you bring a hand to her face and gingerly stroke her cheek

                                            >Drinking in how the golden light of the sunrise drapes itself over her visage, you feel yourself fall in love all over again with this angel in your arms

                                            >She snorts once more, and scrunches with a groan

                                            >Looks like your plan to let her sleep in is going to be cut short

                                            >"Mm....mmng" Redheart groans as she strains to open a single eye

                                            >She laboriously tilts her head up, a warm smile spreading on her lips when she sees your face

                                            "Good morning." You greet, your voice a little gravelly from just waking up

                                            >She mumbles something reminiscent of a "Morning" and shuts her eyes as she puckers her lips

                                            >Taking her signal, you bob your head down and give her a gentle kiss

                                            "So, looks like you've got a three day weekend."

                                            >She hums in acknowledgement, eyes still shut

                                            "That gives you two choices. One, we can just lay here all day. Two, we can get out of bed and I can cook us up a nice big breakfast."

                                            >She hums once more, her brow furrowing up in contemplation

                                            >You can almost see the calculations being run at lightspeed in her head as she tries to determine the best option

                                            >"Mmm, both."

                                            "Both?"

                                            >"Both." She confirms and snuggles deeper against your chest

                                            >You roll your eyes and pat her side

                                            "Come on, get up."

                                            >She whines in response

                                            "We're both already awake. Go get cleaned up and I'll get started on breakfast."

                                            >She whines again and nuzzles your chest

                                            >"Comfy..." She argues

                                            >After a moment of thought, you sigh in defeat

                                            "I suppose you raise an excellent point." You wrap your arms around her and give a loving squeeze

                                            >The two of you stay like that for another hour or so before finally getting out of bed