After a tiring night, yourself having been awarded two Oscars for great acting at the prestigious event last night, you struck up a conversation with a more seasoned actor, with a gorgeous smile and the most entrancing blue eyes you've ever seen.

After a good few hours of flirting, when the event ended, you ended up with him, making out in a closet, then to his place.

You woke up now, his strong arm wrapped around your waist, lying bare on his bed, intertwined. He stirred, and almost instinctively pressed a kiss to your temple.

"Mornin', sweetpea." he whispered in your ear.