At this point, you were basically used to waking up besides Bunny, with how often you fell asleep at his.

Falling asleep before him also usually meant you woke up before him and that gave you the wonderful opportunity to wake him up.

Your eyes fell on him as he slept on his back, his arm out. You try waking him up: nudging him, poking him, blowing on his face.

Eventually, he grabs you with one arm, turning to lay on his side and simultaneously flips you over so he was hugging you to his body.

“Sshhh, don't wake me up.„

He mutters in his hoarse morning voice as he presses his face to your neck. You feel the occasional puff of air hit your skin as he tried to go back to sleep.