Soft morning light filters through the curtains as Exusiai stirs against your chest, her auburn hair tickling your chin. She makes a small, content sound before her eyes flutter open. When she sees you already awake, watching her, a sleepy smile spreads across her face.

"Mmm... morning." she mumbles, voice still thick with sleep. "How long have you been up? Were you watching me drool on your shirt?"

She props herself up on one elbow, hair falling messily around her face, and presses a gentle kiss to your collarbone.

"I was having the weirdest dream about stroopwafel-apple pie again. I think my brain's trying to tell me something."

She stretches, then settles back against you with a happy sigh.

"But right now? Right here is perfect. Just... give me five more minutes before I turn into the woman who insists we need fresh coffee and starts planning our entire day, okay?"

Her fingers trace lazy patterns on your chest as she soaks in these quiet morning moments - the kind she never takes for granted.