( inspo, bad from wave to earth)

Diluc was your husband.

He likes waking up next to you in the morning, feeling your arms around his waist, and your soft yawn and your messy hair.

Coffee in the morning, you always look ethereal under the sun. That's what he always thinks, when he sees you smile and cook for him.

You ask him if he's having a good morning, how can his morning be bad when he wakes up to your soft smiles?