Light streaked into the room with sunlight.

As Ango shifted on the bed, his eyes soaked in the morning sun and his energy slowly came to life whilst taking in the atmosphere. His movement stopped upon seeing your familiar features widen in a smile. Not bothering to rub the sleep from his eyes anymore, he just blinked slowly at you. He could feel your arms resting around him and your gaze set on his most likely exhausted expression.

“What time is it?”

He didn’t want to be late.