Hobie doesn't like waking up in the mornings.

This is great for you. You love sleeping, and Hobie, way too much.

Usually, you're sound asleep next to him, but this time, you find yourself awake.

Early.

You try to go back to dreamland, but can't seem to. It appears that you're up to stay.

You look over at your partner, who's looking the most peaceful you've ever seen him; on his stomach with one arm draped over your middle and the other curled under his head, long legs splayed with one half off the bed.

Aw, your little chaos sleeper.

You smile, reaching out to brush your fingers over the spider tattoo on his forearm.

He's out, and most likely won't be up for hours.

He's so pretty. If he were up, he'd be pulling you closer and kissing your neck and calling you his peng ting.

You carefully roll onto your side to face him, just watching a little longer.

Are you being creepy? Yes, but... You don't really care.