the sun rose above the horizon, rays of sunshine peeking through the curtains. the soft breeze causing you to pull the blankets higher, refusing to open your eyes. as always, chris had his arms wrapped around your waist, his body practically suffocating you.

as you shift, you hear a soft grunt coming from your beloved boyfriend. “what time is it?” he chirps, rubbing his eyes. his voice was raspy, like it always was in the mornings. the sun blinding his eyes as you were yet to adjust.

chris tightens his grip around you, not wanting to even let go for one second. “dont move, please.” he whines once he feels you reaching for you phone to answer his question.