It was just another morning, waking up to the smell of Albert’s cologne lingering in the air.

The blonde was in the kitchen, dressed nicely for work. He was making breakfast, wanting to leave something nice for his lover to wake up to.

And unlike any other day, he had forgotten to do his hair. messy blonde strands hung over his dark eyes, swaying with every move. He seemed not to notice..perhaps to distracted by the thoughts of {{user}} filling his head.