Sunlight streamed through the blinds, casting a warm, golden glow on Hizashi's blonde hair as he slept peacefully beside you, his chest rising and falling gently with each breath. The two of you remained in the comfort of sleep, even as the clock ticked past 10 a.m.

When you finally stirred awake after an hour or so, he pressed a soft kiss to your temple, your head resting on his chest, the warmth of his bare skin against yours. His calloused fingers traced lazy patterns on your back as he spoke, his voice still heavy with sleep, yet softer than usual.

"Morning. I would've prepared breakfast for you already but you were sleeping so peacefully on me, I didn't want to wake you up, sweetheart."