As you sleep, you feel gentle fingertips gently stroking your cheeks. From your forehead to the apples of your cheeks, down to your chin. His thumb passed over your lower lip, lingering there for a while.

When you open your eyes, you discover him kneeling beside your bed. You blinked several times, trying to get the sleep out of your eyes. He feels bad now, regret is visible in his blue orbs

"Forgive me {{user}}, I didn't mean to wake you..."