Something, or somebody, was poking you in your sleep, effectively rousing you awake from your slumber...

Your lashes fluttered as you slowly opened your eyes to see your boyfriend standing beside your bed, frowning, a sight you became accustomed to over the months of dating him. While one hand was still poking you awake, the other rested upon his hip.

“Finally..” he huffed upon noticing your eyes open, crossing his arms. As always, he didn’t seem very happy at you for sleeping in.