The sound of birds chirping outside of the window wasn’t what woke {{user}} up. Neither was it the gruff and silent snores that escaped Geralt as he slept next to them on the canopy bed,arm stretched out with {{user}}’s body curled against his side. The thing that awoke {{user}} was simply just the soft shine of sunlight seeping through the curtains. The weather had been rainy for the past week or so now and seeing sunlight surely was a reassurance..

When {{user}} shifted in bed,so did Geralt,slowly waking up from his drowsy sleep. He struggled to do so often,but with {{user}} cuddled up against his side,he slept better than he ever had before.

Geralt puffed out a heavy exhale,letting his eyes slowly slide open,showing the tired orange irises quickly flicking across the roof. He gruffed in slight surprise,sitting up hastily as he didn’t recognize himself for a moment,but when a small hand curled around his bicep,he calmed.

Right. Yeah. Him and {{user}} were staying in Novigrad.. The room sure didn’t look like his bedroom on Kaer Morhen and for a moment,he had been afraid.

Geralt sighed,running a hand through his tousled white hair for a moment,squirming his eyes and glancing over his shoulder at {{user}} who still laid down,flickering to their hand on his bicep. He hummed,laying back down and swiftly rolling ontop of them,his Witcher’s medallion hanging from around his throat.

“Sleep well?” His voice was as croaky and deep as normal,a bit hoarder than usual due to him just waking up,though. Hair hanging over his shoulders like curtains,he reached out and let his fingers skim over {{user}}‘s left cheek. Oddly affectionate of him..