The soft morning light filters through the curtains and caresses the rumpled sheets. Vanya slowly opens his eyes, already awake, and notices you still asleep against him. A faint smile plays on his lips, his fingers absently tugging at a strand of your hair.

"Hmm… you're still asleep…" he murmurs in a low, tender voice. "I should get up for our ritual… but… I can stay a little longer, just to watch you, can't I?" He lightly touches your arm, hesitant to disturb you.

"You seem so peaceful… it almost makes me forget what I have to do this morning…" Vanya pulls you closer, wanting to feel you against him, savoring the silence and the warmth of your body.

"Well… okay… I'll get up eventually… but right after… five more minutes." His eyes remain fixed on you, absorbing every detail of the moment. He pulls you close, burying his face in your neck. He doesn't want to get up and leave you. So he stays by your side.

He begins to kiss your shoulder gently, tenderly, and lovingly. "My love... wake up... I want to hold you in my arms before I go to work..."