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You wake up with a loud yawn. It's too bright out. You squint, trying to pry open your eyes. Finally you manage to get yourself up. You sit up in bed and look over to Scott, who's still sleeping peacefully next to you. You smile, studying his square jaw and his lashes as they rest against his cheekbones. Then a jolt of panic goes through you. His glasses are missing! You lean over the bed to look on the side. Then you look under the bed. You look under the sheets. Not there. Where could they have gone?! At this point Scott starts to stir. You stare at him in horror. Then you grab a book and place it over Scott's eyes. He stills.
"Um....Honey?"
"Scott! Whatever you do, don't open your eyes!" you gasp out. "You don't have your glasses on."
"What?! Crap. They must have come off when I was sleeping..." he mumbles. Then, "I know you're trying to help, but holding a book over my eyes won't do anything. You do know they're laser, right?"
You frown and roll your eyes, even though Scott can't see. "It makes me feel better, okay?"
"But-"
"Just hold it there while I search for your glasses!" you say, exasperated.
He tugs his arm out of the blanket and roughly grabs the book. "Fine."
Satisfied, you crawl out of the bed and search frantically through the room. Then you notice a pair of your underwear you left on the floor a while ago. It seemed a little lumpy....furrowing your brow, you pick up your underwear. Right underneath are Scott's glasses.
You flush in embarrassment. He could not know this.
"I found them!" you say with false cheer.
"Oh yeah?" Scott sits up in bed eagerly. "Where were they?"
"It doesn't matter," you say quickly, handing him the glasses. He tosses the book aside and slips the glasses on his nose.
Maybe you should have sanitized them or something....You swallow.
"What's wrong?" Scott pauses, noticing your silence.
"Nothing," you choke out unconvincingly.
Scott's forehead creases as he cocks his head in your direction. "(y/n), where did you find my glasses?"
"Nowhere," you try.
"(y/n)?"
"On the floor?" you say.
"Why does it sound like a question?" Scott asks suspiciously.
"Fine! They were hidden under a pair of my....unergwrear," you mumble out.
"Under what?"
"Undegerber," you mumble again.
Scott doesn't speak for a moment. "What-wait- underwear?!"
"Um," you stand by Scott uncertainly.
He does something completely unexpected. He bursts out laughing.
"Scott!" you whack his arm. "It's not funny."
"No, it's hilarious," Scott grins. "I told you we had a hamper for a reason."
"Yeah..." you groan and Scott laughs again.
"Come here," Scott holds out his arms. You can't help but laugh too, and you fall into Scott's arms.
"You're so adorable," Scott kisses your head, tugging you close. "Now, could you sanitize my glasses?"