I Fell In Love With a Romanticist

Chapter 17 - CFTE

Vincent's POV

I woke up sore and incredibly satisfied. When I checked the clock that was located in Jules' bedside table, I was surprised that it's only four in the morning.

This is rare, I noted. I can never seem to wake up early, especially on days that I have to pull an all-nighter. But I suppose this is different since I'm not the only one who pulled an all-nighter last night.

I sat up yawned and stretched, sighing at the good feeling when I felt my sore muscles being slightly pulled and cracked. I don't know why but that also felt satisfying.

"Tss, sleepyhead." I said smiling when I turned to Jules' side of his bed. He mumbled something unintelligible and settled back to get more sleep, making my smile widen.

I picked up my clothes that were strewn around on the floor, reached for the sticky note on his table and grabbe the pen.

I started scribbling a note so he wouldn't think that I just ditched him or something.

'Jules,

Good morning! You looks so gorgeous babe. I am so incredibly happy and thank you so much for giving me a second chance. I will not waste this. Also, thank you so much for giving me your precious first time. I am so lucky to be your man. If you wake up and didn't find me around your unit, that's because I woke up early and am planning on making you breakfast. See you soon! :*

Yours,

Vincent'

I shook my head at how cheesy the note is, and ripped them off to stick at the side table where he could immediately see them when he opens his eyes.

I kissed his forehead before heading out of his apartment to do some work and prepare our breakfast.