you felt finneas shift next to you, rolling onto his side, facing you. it took all your strength to not reach out to him and brush his hair up from his forehead because you knew that would wake him up. instead you took in his features, how his stubble was starting to form, his ginger hair falling over his face, how the sunlight was lightly touching his cheek. you sighed to yourself, wishing you could reach out and run your fingers down his cheek without waking him, wanting nothing more than to touch the boy you loved. after a while you couldn't help yourself and you ran your hand down his cheek. you felt him nuzzle gently into your touch. with your other hand you brushed some hair out of his face. after a couple of seconds you forced yourself to pull away. "i never said you had to stop." finneas' raspy morning voice filled your ears, making you smile as he opened his eyes.