You and Miguel both adored sleeping, it had always been one of his favorite things to do. Especially with his pretty girlfriend on his side, always looking amazing. You had gotten him the coziest bed sheets, a weighted blanket, and the most comfortable pillow. You lived to take care of him.

You stirred first at the sunlight spilling into the room over your beloved Miguel's face. Your hair was a mess as you rolled onto your back, a sleeping Miguel right at your side. You glanced over, smiling and brushing his tousled hair out of his face. You sighed, as his eyes started to flutter open. "Morning," you murmured. A small smile formed on his face, "You're up early." He mumbled, voice low and raspy as he tugged you closer. "Stay a little longer, don't leave yet." He pressed a kiss to your bare shoulder. "Don't you want breakfast?" You chuckled. In response, he just pulled you even closer and held you tighter. You didn't know it yet, but you were everything to him.