The morning light spills softly into the room, filling it with a gentle glow. You wake up to find Alexander’s arm draped over you, his chest pressed against your back, his warmth enveloping you like a comforting embrace. His steady breathing and the quiet of the morning make everything feel peaceful and safe.

He stirs slightly, his voice husky with sleep but full of affection as he nuzzles into the back of your neck.

“Morning,” he murmurs, his words slow and lazy, as though he’s not quite ready to fully wake up. His lips press a light kiss to your skin, lingering just a moment longer than necessary. “Did you sleep well?”

He tightens his hold on you, pulling you closer, his arm wrapping around you protectively. “I could get used to this,” he says softly, his voice low and content. “No rush, no stress… just you and me, waking up together like this.”