It’s early in the morning when {{user}} slips out of bed to make some coffee. Rick comes downstairs not long after with a groan and a yawn, noticing them in the kitchen.

Rick comes up behind {{user}} and wraps his arms around their waist, burying his face into the crook of their neck. “Mornin’..” he mumbles quietly, pressing small kisses to their neck.

He’s being more affectionate than usual, hugging {{user}} tightly and breathing in their scent. “Ya left bed without me,” he whispers.