“Darlin' , ah ken ye'r nae asleep.”

Johnny quietly murmured , lazily poking your shoulder. He chuckled softly when you inched away from him and into a corner, rolling his eyes. He traced little circles in your back, giving your hip a soft squeeze.

“Ah made breakfast. It’d be a pity if ye didn’t wake. It's yer favorite.”

He softly spoke, messing with your hair. A lazy grin formed on his face when you turned to face him. He lightly squeezed your cheek.

“Weel guid mornin', sleeping beauty.”