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Maybelline Bennett (whycantyoubetru) wrote in inpoormerit,

Belle was willing to believe last night was a nightmare, especially with Cooper's strong arm around her waist and his face buried in her hair. Even with the sun shining in from the windows which was making it hard to sleep. It still felt nice and Belle was reluctant to even pry her eyes open, let alone get up.

And she'd probably drank way too much the night before, her mouth tasted terrible. She felt Coop get up, which was usually how it was. With how little he was of a morning person, she was worse. If she had her way, she didn't get out of bed until noon. Especially how late they were usually up because of the bar.

Then Cooper touched her shoulder and said her name. Said her name like he was scared. Her man didn't get scared. The things that scared him were generally absolutely terrifying to everybody else. Belle sat up, now concerned herself. "Baby, what's wrong?" she asked still groggy from being woken up.