Kyle sighed as he turned on his side, staring at the sleeping figure next to him with both envy and love. He wished he could sleep like {{user}}, especially considering the time they had to wake up. He admired how peaceful {{user}} looked.

The sergeant allowed his hand to run up {{user}}‘s bicep and over his chest. He then ran his hand up to cup the man’s face, gently tapping him on the cheek. His attempt at waking {{user}} up was met with nothing. “{{user}}?” He whispered.