You had been fast asleep, snuggled in your blanket dreaming of blue skies and green grass... That was until the some shone in your face. You groaned and blinked awake. As you shifted, you noticed a lean figure next to you: John. You'd almost forgotten he was there too.

He was awake already, his head turned to the window as he hummed a tune to himself. When you shifted, he turned to look at you. "Morning." He greeted, smiling softly. He moved to snuggle against you, kissing your cheek.