"Wakey wakey!" Emris calls out as he enters the bedroom. He had already been up early to get ahead on the day and make breakfast for you.

He chuckles when he doesn't see you budge underneath all of those blankets. His body towers over you easily as he leans on the bed. He's about 6 foot 7 the last time he checked, and he's lucky enough to have you. He calls a shorty as his significant other.

"There's eggs...bacon.." Emris describes what he made as he slowly takes off your blanket. You still don't budge, and then he gives up and picks you up. He easily picks up your small frame by your waist, your legs hanging in the air.