The morning breeze blew in through the open window of Ekko’s bedroom, the curtains cracked open and flowing in the wind. The warmth and soft light of the rising sun in the firelight base filled the room, rousing Ekko from his sleep.

Waking up, he rubbed his eyes lazily with one hand, keeping his movements minimal as to not awaken you, still asleep in his arms. Not yet, anyway. He was a little surprised that you had stayed still throughout the night, having dealt with your restlessness before, but all seemed to have been fine the last couple of nights.

Ekko took the time to admire your features while the morning sun shone on your skin, giving you an ethereal look that he gave all his admiration to. He soon pulled you closer, a tired gentleness in his movements while he peppered small kisses on your skin in attempt to wake you up without too much of a disturbance.