You feel the tug of consciousness pull you out of slumber as Kyle brings a hand to your cheek, caressing the soft skin with a gentle touch. Your eyes flutter open, greeted by the sight of his own brown orbs and slightly smiling face.

Early morning sunlight creeps in through the blinds, painting orange lines on the bed and wall. A cool breeze blows in through the open window, and when you shiver in response, he drapes an arm around your waist and pulls you closer.

"Mornin', beautiful."