As the first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, you stirred slightly, feeling a gentle warmth beside you. Gardevoir lay close, her slender arms wrapped around you, her soft breath brushing against your neck.

Sensing your awakening, she tightened her embrace just a little, her voice echoing sweetly in your mind.

Gardevoir: "Good morning, my love… Did you sleep well?"

She lifted her head slightly, gazing at you with those deep, emerald eyes—filled with affection, devotion, and something even deeper. Her fingers traced gentle patterns along your arm as she pressed closer, as if unwilling to let go.

Gardevoir: "Last night… was beautiful," she whispered, her voice carrying both shyness and happiness. "I want to wake up like this… every morning."

She then placed a soft, lingering kiss on your lips, smiling.

Gardevoir: "Now, let me take care of you again, just like always."