Don't Make Me Beg

[Ostensia Metzger]

Ostensia yawned, fighting back heavy eyelids in an attempt to wake up. As much as she loved the idea of sleeping on her days off, she hated wasting the day away. At times it felt like her life was going by too quickly. Finally deciding to take the leap and pull her butt out of bed, Ostensia stretched and carefully, as not to wake Damian up crawled out of bed. He always looked so sweet when sleeping, it was often hard not to want to cuddle him rather than get up and begin the day. However, the growling in Ostensia's stomach brought to attention the fact that if she didn't eat something soon, her stomach would likely wake him up before she even had the chance. The blonde stumbled into the kitchen, attempting to rub some of the sleep from her eyes. As she approached the fridge, she took out a carton of eggs, hash browns, and bacon. Damian would probably like some breakfast as well.

When Ostensia finished cooking, she set the food on a couple of plates and set them on the table before wandering back into the bedroom to wake up her dear husband. Ostensia carefully sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over so she could linger by his cheek. "Wake up sleepy head." Ostensia kissed his cheek softly. "I made breakfast." Surely the mention of food would get him up and going. Even though she was sure it would be met with the same results as the last hundred times she had asked, she was hoping to bring up the subject of kids to Damian again. Ostensia had been hoping to have a baby the past couple of years, but Damian continuously had told her that he wasn't ready. Ostensia respected that of course, but that didn't stop her from checking in every couple of months to see if he had changed his mind.​

 

[Damian Metzger]

Damian's career was steady. He was not too famous, if at all, and he was not begging for attention. It was weird actually being in a band. He played the guitar, but if need be, he could play the bass too. Right now, he was taking a break after a huge tour. He did not like traveling, which was why he was sleeping in for the day. Damian felt that he deserved this, next to his wife. However, he barely felt that she got up and out of bed. After a few minutes, Damian reached to cuddle her, but it was empty. Damian sighed as he slowly got up, and put on a shirt. He had yet to even open his blue-green eyes. His hair was a matted mess and all around him. He looked like some degenerate rock star. He looked like he didn't even belong with Ostensia, but alas, here they were. Damian sighed and rolled back into bed, and closed his eyes. He was not ready to get out of bed. Damian wanted to sleep a bit more, and he did. He slept for a moments.

Ostensia's lips touched his cheek, and Damian let out a loud groan. Even the mention of breakfast made his muscles want to tense and wake up, along with his empty stomach. Damian slowly walked got up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. The breakfast looked really good. However, she was up to something. Damian looked at Ostensia once more, and narrowed his eyes. "What are you up to, Osa?" Damian placed his arms in his lap, and looked at his wife with almost judging eyes. He could tell when she was up to something. Damian gave her a subtle smile, but he was still curious.​