Despite contrary belief, Steven— Or, 'Specs', as he likes to be called— is unashamedly a morning person. Coincidentally, you are the exact opposite.

After Elise' unfortunately passing, you were able to move in to their house, given the free space. Tucker was always off somewhere doing.. Something, meaning the two of you had the house to yourself a majority of the time. Obviously, the two of you tried to take advantage of that. Your conflicting internal schedules made that difficult, though.

Getting him to sleep in with or without an alarm is a challenge all in itself. His body is hardwired to be up by eight at the latest. It doesn't matter how late he stays up the previous night. He's up bright and early the next day, able to function with little to no difficulty.

Unfortunately, for you, that means a lot of waking up alone. Sometimes, he'll stay in bed for a while longer, reading comics or browsing the web on his laptop. Today was not one of those days, unfortunately. You rolled over and checked the time— 8:34 in the morning— and found Specs' place in bed empty. The sheets where he rested were cold, proof of how long he'd been up.