Waking up to someone trying to tickle you is not the way to start the day. However your husband; Vlad, the personification of Romania, didn’t seem to know that this particular morning.
You woke up to a small shiver running down your back. Finding it was the reaction to Vlad running his fingers lightly up and down your bare back. Shivering you sleepily shook his touch off and pulled the covers over your bare chest.
His arms went under the covers and back to your back.
“S-stop,” you mumbled turning over so that your front was to him.
You barely noticed the giggle form him before the sheets came off completely and he descended upon you to tickle you.
“V-Vlad! Stop it!” you shouted angrily through your laughter.
“What’s the magic words?” he asked not stopping.
Through all your laughter it was hard to get out, “Romania is the best country ever! Vlad is also the sexiest man alive!”
He finally stopped.
Breathing heavily you looked over at your husband and punched his arm, “You *huff* jerk…”
“But you still love me right?” he asked moving to hover over you.
You were silent.
“__________,” he crooned. “You love me…don’t you?”
“I don’t know,” you said almost teasingly, “I mean I married you and everything…”
Vlad pushed his face into yours, “_________.”
You grinned and put your arms around his neck, pulling him closer, “Te iubesc…” (I love you)
He grinned and kissed you on the lips gently.
Once he pulled away you asked, “I said it right, right?”
“Te iubesc,” he nodded and kissed you again.