The singing of birds outside the window was what roused Yun-Woo awake, squinting at the sunlight out the blinds as he ran a hand through your hair, your head resting on his chest. He had one arm draped over your middle, the other rubbing up and down your back and occasionally scratching through your hair. It stayed that way for a long while. At least, until you stirred slightly. He pauses, making a noise and looking at you. You lift your head sleepily and push your forehead against his cheek with a sigh, to which Yun-Woo smiles at.

You had your arms looped around his neck, one of your legs flung over his and your chest laid on top of his. Yun-Woo pressed a kiss to your cheek, then moved to kissing your lower jaw, and back up to the side of your head. You leaned into it each time, sleepily kissing his cheek back in response and humming. He leaned back, smiling at you before giving you a quick kiss on the lips. You grin, feeling a bit giddy over the tenderness. It was so nice, soft mornings like this, wrapped up in each other's warmth and just giving each other a gentle kind of love.