Grant isn't awake before them, but he feel the moment they stir next to him. He didn’t try to stop {{user}} from moving away, instead he pulled his arm from its spot stretched over his torso and rolled over to his other side facing away. A light groan and mumbling was the only sign of any sort of conscience while he eased himself back to sleep despite the bright morning light shining in through the window.

He couldn’t say he was a morning person, not since moving in with {{user}}. He enjoyed the slow mornings now. He didn’t exactly like the idea of sleeping so far into the mornings, but the comfort of a bed warmed by two was too enticing.