I tiptoed into the room, holding a tray of breakfast that I had prepared for Xander. I had gotten up early because it seemed like Xander rose with the sun. The weirdo. I got close to the bed and placed the tray on the dressing table, not wanting it to accidentally spill or something.

Once I was done, I crawled into bed, lying right on top of Xander. I giggled to myself as I poked his chin and then his cheek and bopped his nose. I watched in amusement as Xander scrunched up his nose, his hand trying to bat away whatever or in this case whoever was disturbing his sleep.

Like always, Xander sleeps half naked. No shirt and just pajama pants. He felt so warm like this and with my free hand pressed against his chest, right where his heart was, it could feel it. His heart beat. I couldn't let him sleep for long. His coffee would get cold.

I pressed kisses along his chest, up his neck and on his cheek. "Xannnn. Wake up." I whispered, pushing down the urge to jump on him. "Xanderrrrrr." I tried again, this time nipping at his jaw.

"Wha-"

I grinned and leaned back, so I could look right at him. "Good morning..." I sang cheerfully and Xander let out a loud groan.

"Wake up, boyfriend." I said. I was about to shout it when I was suddenly grabbed and in the blink of an eye I was on the bed and pulled close to Xander. He did all this without even opening his eyes. I couldn't help but laugh.

"You're to cheerful for arse o'clock in the morning."

"Did we swap bodies? That is usually my line."

"Bram..." Xander warned, his arm around me going tighter.

"Your coffee is going to get cold." I said, reaching up to cup his cheek, my thumb stroking his skin. Xander had been so busy yesterday that he didn't even have the time to shave in the morning and now here he is a day later and I'm loving the stubble.

Xander blinks open his eyes and I smile at him.

"Up we go." I cheered, pinching his cheek. Xander makes a face and I moved close enough to press a kiss to his cheek. It was a struggle but I got out of his hold and had to crawl off the bed. I watched Xander stretch out his arms, watched the contrast of his abs, the tattoo on his skin and the way his hair waved every which way.

He was a sight to behold.

And I'm gonna be the only one to behold it for a very long, long time.

Xander slipped out of the bed and made his way towards me. I was simply dressed in one of his shirts that dropped mid thigh and my hair was in a loose bun. He slipped his arms around my waist and pressed a kiss to my head.

"Good morning, angel."

"Good morning, babe." I said. "Go and wash up or the food will get cold."

Xander looked away from me to the dressing table I was gesturing to. He smiled his big sunny smile.

"You're wonderful."

"Because I made you banana pancakes with syrup, eggs, bacon and freshly squeezed orange juice?" I teased and Xander laughed. He pressed another kiss to my head, his grip on my wait tightening. Every time he does it, it always makes me think he never wants to let go of me. And yeah, I feel the same.

While Xander went to wash up, I placed the tray on the bed, holding it back the side a bit so it wouldn't spill over. I was humming to myself when Xander walked back into the room and slipped into the bed. I made my way over to his side and pulled the big tray closer.

It was still hot. Yay.

"Bram...."

"I wanted to surprise you with breakfast. So... ta dah!" I waved my hands over the food and smiled widely.

"It looks great, kitten. Thank you." Xander said, reaching for my hand and squeezing. I watched as he dug into his pancake. He had told me a while ago that banana pancakes were his favourite and I wanted to make it for him.

"It tastes so good. Wow, baby." he said as he pushed another forkful of pancake into his mouth. I had already eaten mine while I was making Xander's but he was adamant about feeding me bits from his food.

"I'm glad you like it."

"Did you ruin my kitchen while making this?" Xander teased, his brow raised.

I feel my cheeks grow hot and I smacked his arm, playfully glaring at him. I might have tripped while making the flour and fell, the eggs were cracked messily but everything came out well if I may say so myself.

Once Xander was done, I grabbed the paper towel and wiped his lips, smiling as I did so.

"You're being really sweet." Xander said. "Sweeter than usual." Xander said and I shrugged. At first my plan was to confess my love over breakfast but I changed my mind on my way up the stairs, minutes ago.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I said with a huff.

"I'm talking about you making me one of my favourite food and waking up at five to make me breakfast." Xander said and I mentally groaned at that. I watched him put the tray back on the bedside table before focusing back me. Xander was always up at five thirty or a bit past five. But he had slept through his alarm and I didn't want to go back to sleep.

Xander would wake by five, work out for thirty minutes, shower and slip back into bed with me. However, when he spent time at my apartment, he'd do press-ups and pull ups for thirty minutes. Sometimes he'd stretch it to an hour, other times he would sort out some work emails and make calls on one of his many burner phones.

It was barely seven am and the sun was up, rays of light filling up the room, giving the white sheets a soft glow. Xander in the morning sunlight was just as gorgeous. He was soft, smile on his face and sheets pooled around him. So gorgeous. My man was so gorgeous.

"So what's your plan for today?" I asked him as I moved closer to him.

"I have two meetings today and I have to check up on some shipments." Xander replied. "Why are you asking?"

"I wanted to hang out with you today." I said with a shrug.

"I'll cancel all my meetings and outings." Xander said without hesitation. Heck, he was already reaching for his phone but I leaned over, practically crawling over his lap to pull his hand back.

"You can't do that. Oh my god, what's wrong with you?" I asked, smacking his chest.

"I want to hang out with you today too. Nothing else, no one else is as important as you are to me." Xander said, looking right at me. He sounded so honest and so real. It made my heart slam against chest.

"You say the sweetest things." I told him. Xander grinned at me, slipping his hand up my thighs and underneath the shirt, tugging at the boxers I had.

"You bring it out of me."

I giggled, trailing a finger down his chest. Xander licked his lips, his grip on my waist tightening before flipping us around. Xander was pressed fully against me, my legs wrapped tight around his waist. I pushed my finger s through his hair, laughing as they back onto his face.

I let out a loud squeal when Xander licked at my neck and tried to blow a raspberry. This silly man.

"You look so beautiful." Xander said, his voice soft and he was staring at me like he couldn't believe what he was looking. "Absolutely stunning."

"Yeah?"

"My gorgeous boy." Xander said, pressing his lips against mine in a soft kiss. It truly was everything. This feeling, this moment, his words.

"You're being extra cheesy this morning."

"Well, excuse me for showering the man I love with praises and sweet words." Xander said and I laughed, my eyes slipping close. His words don't register until one, two, three seconds pass and suddenly everywhere was quiet and I felt like I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. Did....

Did he-

Did Xander jus-

My eyes snapped open and I stared at Xander. He didn't even look shocked. He just looked so sure of himself, lips pulled up a bit in a small smile. His eyes, his green eyes even looked sparkly this close. We were this close. We were so close, almost nose to nose and he had just said those words. Like they were simple. Like it didn't mean a lot.

"What?" I asked, scared of even blinking at him. What if I heard wrong and it was wishful thinking?

"What what?" Xander teased and I pout. I hadn't even noticed my hands were shaking until I reached up to play with Xander's hair.

"I must have heard wrong."

Xander stared at me for a bit before getting off me. He moves backwards and leaned against the headboard. All the while he did this, he doesn't let go of my hand and pulled me along until I was back in his lap. Xander wrapped his left arm around my waist and used his right to tuck a stray curl behind my ear.

"You didn't hear wrong." Xander said. "I am in love with you."

"Xan..."

"I love you so much. I love you with every fibre of my being. You are my everything. Everything I've ever wanted and all I'll ever need." Xander said. "You're the first person I think about when I wake up and the last. I always want to be near you, to tell you about my day, to ask about yours. I could listen to you talk forever. Your voice is literally one of my favourite things about you and I can't stop staring at you, I enjoy spending time with you. I literally want to kiss you all the time, to hold you all the time. Sex with you is the single greatest thing I've ever felt and holding your hand rivals that. it's not only about the sex, Bram. it''s the cuddles, it's the feeling. I go out for meetings and almost everything reminds me of you. It's everything with you, it feels easy, it feels right. I keep seeing things when I go out or when I'm online that I'd think you'd love, I'm not worried about scaring you off and I feel so fucking safe with you."

My eyes were stinging with the forthcoming tears and I chuckled wetly at his cuss word.

"I love you, Bram. I love you so much and I... I want to stay by your side for as long as you'd let me." Xander added.

The words...

I didn't have words. I didn't know what to say.

Wait. Fuck. Scratch that. I knew what exactly to say.

I leaned forward, my hands cupping Xander's cheek as I pressed our lips together in a hard kiss. It was biting and I pushed in every thought and feeling into it. Trying to say a million things. I pulled back, our nose touching as I just stared at him.

"I love you." I said, pressing a kiss to his lips. "I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you." I said, peppering his face with kisses. The laugh Xander let out had to be the best one yet. He pulled me closer and I kept at it. I kept saying those words over and over again. The words I have wanted to say for so long.

"I love you so much, Xander Lupo."

"I love you so so much, Bram Michaels."

I love them so much