James mumbled incomprehensibly in his sleep, one arm over his eyes and the other wrapped around your waist, holding you close as you wake up.

You blink hard, trying to take in your surroundings. James' room. James' house. You're spending Yule with James' family. You feel a smile tug at your lips, readjusting to watch James as he sleeps.

"Good morning gorgeous." James mumbles as he blinks, slowly waking up and moving his arm from his eyes.