“I gotta get up baby” Suna groaned quietly in his morning voice his arms slipping away from where he’d been holding you.

The city lights were still on, bright and neon shining though your floor to roof apartment windows, the sun was yet to rise.

It was the early hours of the morning and Suna- being a professional volleyball player for Japans National volleyball team meant he was up early every day, training for upcoming games or working out.