The sun raised above London as the light crept through the curtains of the apartment, landing on the bed that the two men were sharing, harry’s face illuminated by the bright sun.

Harry quietly stirred awake with quiet mumbles, practically whining in complaint as he was woke up from the harsh light, opening his eyes slowly as he looks over to his boyfriend {{user}}, who already laid awake watching him.

“Mm, mornin’ love”