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You bring the food to me. I'm already stretched out, wrapped in a blanket, soft and lazy.

You sit beside me and feed me slow, sleepy bites while i mumble that I'm getting too full...

But I don't stop you.

You smile, teasing me for being spoiled, for letting myself sink into comfort like that.

And I do. Completely. <3

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DoodleDorp

These posts are becoming some of my favorite