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“Hmm…” groaned Howl, as he slowly woke up from his deep slumber next to his dear Sophie. The big ball of light shined through the thin cloth curtains that gently lifted themselves whenever a breeze blew forward, making the ambiance more calm and, somehow, taste like a honey.
Like nothing in the world could ruin the peace that laid with them at that very moment.
Howl’s eyes sleepily glanced at the delicate woman wearing a blue nightgown, that complemented her raspberry cheeks and, let’s not forget, her short silver hair.
His hands lazily dragged themselves around her chubby face, tracing her beautiful features, until they could tug a piece of hair behind her ear.
“She looks so peaceful…” he thought, before placing the sweetest kiss on Sophie’s cheek.
Even though, Sophie was still in dreamland, her lips formed a tiny smile, feeling the warmth from what the wholesome kiss left on her face. At that small movement, Howl could only grin, before looking at the small clock and calendar on the wall.
Phew, thankfully, it was a Saturday morning. Not that he couldn’t just take a break from his potion work, he is Howl Pendagron after all…. The wizard that hasn’t payed any taxes to live and managed to survive in a filthy castle for years?
The only thing stopping him and Sophie from taking some time off was… well, Sophie. She couldn’t bear taking a day off from her little flower & hat shop, and that also applied to Howl’s potion market.
He already convinced his lover to open the shop whenever she likes and to close whenever she wants …since they both don’t have a boss, but that’s it.
Her workaholic nature was endearing but also a pain sometimes…
Howl snuggled back into her shoulder, carefully holding her body like she was a plushie and he was a little kid cuddling it. Soon after, he felt her arms slowly shifting and her breath beginning to pick up the pace of his own.
Howl’s eyes would’ve formed hearts, if that would’ve been possible.
The man started pressing butterfly kisses on every inch of her face, making sure no part feels neglected. In response, Sophie giggled every time her husband kissed a more sensitive area.
“Mmmorning…” murmured Sophie in delight, the sun shining down the bed, making the two lovers softly squint their eyes.
“Ok, ok! You can stop now, I’m awake!“ chuckled Sophie, pushing Howl gently away from her face, to stop his ambush of mellow kisses.
“You can’t tell me you didn’t like it!”
“Hmmm…of course I did, the perfect way to start my day” she sighted while stretching her upper body, then suddenly added.
“Wait, did we oversleep? *groan* I should go and make breakfast, Markl is probably hungry…”
Before she could even move an inch, Howl swiftly pushed her back on to the bed, hopping on top of her, his legs strangling her waist, before letting all his weight fall on top of her fragile body.
“She really is a workaholic…” he thought, moving a bit to make sure he isn’t crushing her.
“Howl! Get off me HEy-“ started Sophie before bursting into a fit of laughter from all the tickling she received from her husband.
“I can’t hear you starlight,can you repeat?”
“W-wait, stop ticking me y-you brute !”
Howl began chuckling himself, giddy that he could make Sophie laugh like there is no tomorrow.
Suddenly, his eyes darted to her somewhat exposed neck. Not long after, he launched his tender lips, while catching a glimpse of Sophie’s playful rolling eyes.
“You really are one clingy wizard huh? I’m not complaining though…” she snickered, but her bright red cheeks betrayed her enjoyment.
Although, the moment ended abruptly, when suddenly, the pair heard the door creak open.
“Markl?”
…
“… hello?”
Howl looked at his ‘son’, wearing a greenish long shirt while rubbing his eyes lazily. Though, Howl didn’t say anything, he just continued to nuzzle into Sophie’s neck, letting her do all the talking. …
“I-I’m sorry dear, did we oversleep? I’m sure you’re starving, I’ll make breakfast don’t worry- Markl?”
She watched as the little boy hopped like a bunny onto the way too tall bed, crawling closer to her and Howl. He carefully inspected the situation, frowning and squinting his eyes, before picking up the blanket and quietly sneaking under it.
Sophie stood frozen in her place while Howl never even peeked to see what was happening, way too comfortable and warm in the crook of Sophie’s neck.
So then, Markl hugged his ‘mom’, the blanket all the way up to his pinkish nose, while he snuggled closer and closer to the warmth next to him. Safe to say that Sophie was speechless, but nevertheless placed an arm around him and her lover, pressing a sweet kiss on each of their heads, sighing in relief.
This new life was still surreal for Sophie, but with them by her side? It was more than enough.
BONUS:
“…guys?”
“*groan* what Cal?” Yelled Howl, disturbing the silence that laid with them.
“…um…hypothetically speaking…”
“Oh boy…” cried Markl.
“What if I fell from my fireplace in order to go grab some eggshells from the counter…and now I can’t get back up……?”
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The only response he got was a lot of sounds of disappointment and some shuffling. The family slowly made themselves more comfortable, Sophie turning around and hugging Markl to her chest, while Howl spooned both of them.
“OH COME ON !! I DESERVE SOME RESPECT, DON’T I?!? It’s NOT my fault that you humans decided to have a late morning! WITHOUT ME YOU’D BE-“
oops.