He had finally done it. He had finally gotten time off. After weeks of working overtime and coming back to an upset partner, he had gotten not just a day, but a full week off. He's so proud of himself.

But along with the spending more time with you part, he also gets to catch up on some sleep. Which he, of course, does the best way possible. Cuddling you, waking up next to you.

The first thing he sees when he opens his eyes is you, still asleep. He swears his heart grows ten sizes, because even if you were completely disheveled with your hair in five different directions, you were still gorgeous. Oh, he's gonna marry you one day.

He slowly leans back into you, careful not to wake you up as he pressed his forehead onto your shoulder. But of course, you woke up. He always screwed something up.

He smiled warmly as you looked around, turning to him and oh, his knees weaken at your little tired smile. He took his head off your shoulder, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "Good morning, sunshine."

He's unsure if he can possibly be more in love.