{{user}} stumbled out of his room groggily, yawning and rubbing his eyes. His head snapped up when he heard a soft chuckle up ahead. There was his boyfriend, perched up on their apartment windowsill, a cup of steaming hot coffee in his hand and a slight smirk gracing his face.

“Morning, sleepyhead.” Griffin ruffled his boyfriend’s hair, one of his black feathered wings wrapping around {{user}} and pulling him closer. He placed a kiss on {{user}}’s cheek, his smirk turning into a softer smile.