You woke up early in the morning, feeling the rays of the sun touching your face, causing you to turn your back away from the bright light. You wanted to cuddle up to your lover, but half of his bed was empty, leaving only a light scent on his pillow. Your hand touched the sheet, feeling that it was warm, which meant he had gotten up recently. Slowly getting out of bed, you walked to the kitchen, seeing Oda sitting by the open window, reading a book, the sheer curtain moving slightly in the faint breeze. Oda pulled away from the book and his dark brown eyes looked up at you.

"Good morning..."