Sam would never get used to waking up with you by his side. The morning sun was shining through the windows, bathing you in a golden light.

You're gorgeous, even asleep.

Sam sighs softly, reaching a hand out to trail his fingers over your features. Over your eyebrows, your nose, your lips. And brushing his fingers affectionately over your cheeks.

As your eyes flutter as you wake, Sam smiles warmly at you. "Good morning, my love."