Cameron grinned and stood up away from her, slipping on his boxers and moving across the room to slide the curtains shut. He moved back over to her and cupped her back up into his arms, picking her up slowly. "Good morning. Do you feel alright?" He asked gently as he sat down with her in his lap, yawning a little. He set his head against hers again and hummed softly.
Ava rolls over and peers off the side of the bed. Spotting some of her clothes, she reaches down and grabs them. Unwilling to actually get up, she just wiggles around until her manages to get her t-shirt and underwear back on. She smiles softly and leans up against him when picked up. “Mm, I’ve had worse. How are you feeling?” She curls up against him chest, still feeling sleepy.
Cameron watched her wriggle into her clothes with a soft laugh, kissing her again. "Same. I feel pretty good, actually." He looked up, inhaling. "The day's definitely going to be bright." He laughed softly, stroking her hair gently.
“Not bad enough for that pickle hangover remedy shit, right?” Ava asks with a laugh. That stuff tastes horrid and she’d rather deal with the hangover half of the time. “The sun is definitely an effective wake up call.” She kisses his cheek before settling back down.
"Nah I'm alright." He smiled, leaning his head against hers with a small hum. "It is effective, but it's gonna be a nice day for the beach whenever we get around to it. Oooh maybe we can walk the boardwalk."
“The boardwalk would be so great and the weather should be perfect for it today.” She returns the smile, feeling more awake. “We just have to muster up the strength to actually get out of bed.”
Cameron sat back on his hands with a soft exhale. "Mustering is something I cannot do after a night like that. I can't muster even a sneeze." He sneezed soon after he said that, sniffling. "Nevermind, I lied." He laughed.
Ava laughs and shakes her head at him. “What we need is coffee, lots and lots of coffee with lots and lots of sugar and creamer.” She stretches out, though doesn’t even consider trying to force herself off of the bed. The corner of her eyes crinkle up with delight as she takes a moment to observe the state that his hair is in.
"Yeah, I bet you do. I think I'd be okay with some kompot. Dad always made the best kompot. They might have some here, though." He looked down at her and her crinkled eyes, still grinning like a little kid. His hair was fluffed up all over the place, from how many times she had run her fingers through it and gripped it last night.
“Mm, kompot is good too. Doesn’t have the caffeine boost I need though.” She beams up at him. “You’re definitely right, your dad makes the best kompot ever.” That look on his face just makes her smile even brighter. She reaches up and fluffs up some of his curls. “You look really cute with a bedhead.”
"It's nice and fruity though. Fruit has a nice boost to it. I'll order kompot for me and coffee for you, how about that?" He giggled as she fluffed up his hair more.
"You did that, you know. It wasn't sleeping that did this mess." He kissed her nose gently, still beaming.
“Perfect. Just don’t be surprise if I steal some of your kompot.” She smiles innocently up at him. Coffee is for the energy boost and kompot is for the fruity tase.
“I am very proud of my work. You look like a hedgehog.” Kissing his cheek, she continues to mess with his hair.
"I won't mind," He said with a laugh, smiling back and kissing her gently. He rubbed his nose on hers, holding her face in his hands.
"Good. Cus I don't wanna brush my hair ever again if you like it." He giggled and kissed her cheek back, relaxing against her.
“I might even be nice enough to share my coffee.” She kisses him back happily. With a elated sigh, she leans into his touch.
“You should definitely keep the hedgehog look. Besides, I don’t think you’d be able to run a brush through your hair without breaking it at this point.” Laughing, she nuzzles his cheek.
"Oooh that sounds very nice, baby, thank you," He cooed, pressing a kiss to her temple, his hands still relaxed on her cheeks.
"I think I will. Yeah, I might be forced to until I take a shower or get it wet again." He laughed with her, swaying side to side.
“Don’t thank me yet.” She playfully warns with a chuckle as she snuggles right up against him. “I might end up keeping it all.”
“Aw, no more hedgehog hair.” Floofing it a bit more, she grins. She really does love his crazy hair.
"Psh I'll thank you for whatever I'd like. I'm keeping all my kompot, then, if you don't give me any coffee. I'm sure they'll give you a whole bunch.
"Plus there's nothing wrong with you fluffing it back up. But I just might brush it down again."
“Oh, that’s harsh, Cam. I can’t believe you aren’t going to share your kompot with me. That’s basically the worst thing you could ever do to me. If I give you half of my coffee then will you give me half of your kompot?”
“It’ll never be the same. Do you realize how much work it took to make it this perfectly fluffy?”
"Yeah, I know. How do you think I feel, huh? Of course I'll share my kompot. OOoh what do you think will happen if we mix it?? That'd taste super good cus it wouldn't be as hot and still be super fruity. And ridiculously tasty.
Yeah, I was the one who put my back into it." He snickered.
“No, don’t make me see reason. That’s even worse than not sharing the kompot.” Laughing, she sprawls out, laying on her back. “That would be amazing! What would we call it? Comptee? Komfee?”
This earns him an amused roll of her eyes. “I didn’t hear you complaining.”
Cameron watched her sprawl out, grinning still at her laugh. "I'll make you see reason whether you like it or not. Ooh Komfee." He laughed his deep laugh and flopped down on her chest like a giant cat, humming happily.
"Oh, I'm not, I'm just saying I did most of it."
“You monster!” Ava exclaims dramatically, a goofy smile on her face. “It’s a cute name for it. Komfee. Kinda fun to say too.” The flop comes as a surprise and causes her to make a half ‘oof’ and half groan noise.
“No way, you don’t get to take credit for the floof.”
Cameron giggled and leaned his head against her. "It is fun to say." He snuggled closer to her, stretching out with a low noise. "We're not gonna be able to leave this bed, baby, it's so damn comfy and warm.
"I get to take credit for the floof because I helped you make it."
“I’m not gonna be able to leave ‘cause you’re laying on top of me.” Ava squirms a little underneath, adjusting them both so she doesn’t get squashed. “The bed is pretty damn comfy, there’s no doubt about that. We should get some new pillows for our bed. The memory foam ones are fun.”
“You did minimum work for the floof. I am the one that got it as floofy as it is.”
"Yeah, that's the point. Also because you're a very good pillow." He let up on her a little when she squirmed so he didn't crush her too much. "Alright so new pillows for our bed at home. You really like pillows.
"Also I did not do minimum work, I did all of it."