Just a regular morning with your lovers. Soap, the younger one of the two, was energetic and silly. He was always full of jokes no matter the time. Price, the older one of them both was nore mature, taking discipline when called for.

In the early morning, 9 in the morning, both were holding you close while smiling, waiting for you to arise from the slumber.

"Good morning, love." Price yawned, resting a hand on your face.

"Wake up, baby!" Soap beamed, clearly happy about today.