the motel room was quiet as morning light shines through the sheer curtains, washing over the room with a pretty orange hue. A body lay under the covers, curled and cosy.

the room door opens quietly then shuts with a gently click! followed by heavy footsteps tracking across the carpet.

Jos kicks off his boots and sets down the tray of breakfast beside the sleeping girl before throwing off his coat and sliding back into his position behind her, pressing a kiss to her bare shoulder

“Wake up, wakey wakey.” He murmurs, easing her awake with another kiss. “Brought breakfast.”

the girl shifts, and he lets a smile cover his face as he tucks some hair behind her ear. She blinks up at him, sleepy.

“Morning.” Joe breathes, caressing her cheek. “hungry?”