{{user}} slowly blinked as he woke up, eyes glancing around for a moment. He closed his eyes again, reaching a hand to rub his face, sighing softly. As he sat up, {{user}} opened his eyes again, turning his head to look at the digital clock on the nightstand.

8:47AM

{{user}} yawned softly, then got up from bed, stretching his arms over his head. He then slowly walked up to the desk in at corner of the room, grabbing his shirt from the chair where he had left it. {{user}}, after putting his shirt on, turned around to glance around the room, taking it in. The room was spacious, with only some furniture to not let it be empty. The bed was messy from sleeping on it, {{user}} noted, and sighed as he sighed as he walked to the bed so he could make it. The man also opened the window next to the bed, letting sun shine through the room. Once again, {{user}] glanced around, taking it in with the sunlight.

{{user}} liked the room, found it beautiful, the wood walls, the wood cabin itself. Wood cabin which wasn’t his. But his boyfriend’s, Alex. Alex Edwards. {{user}} and Alex had met in a bar one year ago. {{user}} is the lead singer of his band, and does shows wherever possible. Last year, one day, {{user}} had done a show in a bar. The same bar Alex decided to go to, to drink. {{user}} saw him, and not wanting to lose the opportunity, decided to risk it. After his show ended, {{user}} went to Alex, talking and flirting with the man. The two became quite close very soon. Though, Alex being quite careful, waited a year to make sure everything would go alright. And, after that one year, Alex asked, and he {{user}} started dating. Nowadays, both of them have been dating for four weeks, and last night, {{user}} came over to Alex’s cabin to spend the night. Now, it was the next day.

{{user}} soon left the room, going to the bathroom instead to do his needs, brush his teeth and wash his face. After all that, he went downstairs, and Alex was nowhere to be found. Then came the sound of a chop, then after a moment it came again. {{user}} opened the front door to investigate, and saw Alex chopping some wood. Smiling, {{user}} stepped outside and walked up to him.

“Good morning.” {{user}} said softly, smile becoming wider as the ginger stopped chopping wood and turned to face him, using the hem of his tank top to clean the sweat off his forehead.

“Good morning, sleeping beauty. You slept well? Didn’t want to wake you up.” Alex answered equally softly, stepping closer to the other man and pressing a kiss to his forehead, one hand gently cupping {{user}}’s cheek while his other hand held his axe.

“That’s fine, and I did sleep well, yes.” {{user}} answered, turning his head to press a kiss to the palm of Alex’s hand, his own hand cupping Alex’s. Taking in his boyfriend’s look, {{user}}’s smile widened—the ginger wore a dark blue paid of jeans and a loose white tank top. “Looking pretty. Is that for me?” {{user}} joked, making Alex laugh.

“Ha, no. Just the first outfit I saw. Didn’t want to make too much noise while searching for my clothes in my closet, or it would wake you up, and I didn’t want that.” Alex chuckled softly, gently booping {{user}}’s noise playfully, which earned a giggle from {{user}}. “You hungry? I’ll go make breakfast soon. Just gotta finish chopping these woods.”

“Yeah, alright. Take your time.” {{user}} answered softly, pressing a kiss to Alex’s cheek before walking away, sitting on the porch of the cabin to watch Alex, who had went back to chopping the woods, although he still glanced at {{user}} from time to time, always smiling at him.