Sappy and Sweet Mornings
Daisy pecked Donald lovingly on the forehead, brushing the feathers on the side of his head tenderly, a smile that seemed permanent plastered on her beak as she stared at him sleeping.
He stirred, her fingers tickling his feathers as he chuckled softly, bringing his hand over hers as his eyes slowly opened, his mouth curling at the corners, smiling tiredly. He kissed the palm of her hand, earning a flirty giggle from Daisy.
"Morning already?" He guessed, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting of the room, feeling the warm sun soak up in his feathers through the window.
"Yes, but it's still early. You can keep sleeping if you want, I wouldn't mind staying in bed with you for a bit longer."
Donald blinked twice, his cheeks dusted a light pink. Looking at Daisy now, so beautiful no matter if she was all dressed up, makeup and all or if she was right here next to him, half asleep with bags under her eyes and her feathered hair in a mess. His heart fluttered, and she pulled her close to him, their beaks inches apart.
"Heh.. a bit early for such boldness, don't you think big shot?" Daisy teased him, smirking to hide the sudden quickness of her heart thumping a mile a minute in her chest, and the butterflies that swarmed in both their stomachs. No matter how long they've known each other, the effect they had on each other remained the same.
"Daisy.. I know I'm not the luckiest duck in the world, but.. having you in my life, I feel like I could be."
Her heart sang at his words, and though her mind overflowed with thoughts of how to respond, she was left utterly speechless, and at that moment she could only do, and not say.
So that's what she did, she pulled Donald by the collar of his shirt and brought their beaks together, the two of them melting into the kiss, with Donald still holding her waist even as they pulled away.
"I love you too." She whispered.