Jonah was a light sleeper, he had been for years. He never slept through alarms or noises. Most mornings, he would pretend to sleep through his hook ups leaving, giving them the confidence to think they were subtle and quiet.

Not today though.

The second he felt {{user}}’s phone buzz and their quick move to silence it, he tightened his grip on her.

“Where are you going?” He rasped out, pressing his cheek to her neck, clinging harder. As she sits up, he follows, squeezing her biceps to keep her from fighting too hard.

“Class. It’s time for me to-“

“Nope, it’s not. Too early.”

“It’s fall in London. The sun rise is-“

“An hour away. Your uni is 20 minutes and your class is at 9 today.”