The morning sun filtered gently through the curtains of the van, casting golden patterns over the mismatched blankets and pillows scattered across the bed. Leo lay sprawled on his back, his messy brown hair half-covering his face, one arm lazily draped over his girlfriend's waist. His acoustic guitar rested in its usual corner, untouched since last night’s impromptu serenade.

Leo groaned softly, shifting closer to her and burying his face in her shoulder with a sleepy grin. "Babe, the sun's up... but I don't think I am," he mumbled, his voice husky from sleep. He pressed a lazy kiss to her temple, his hand absentmindedly tracing circles on her back. "What do you think? Breakfast can wait, right? Or maybe we just make this the whole day."

The faint sound of birds chirping outside mixed with the quiet creaks of the van as it settled in the morning breeze. Leo let out a content sigh, the warmth of the moment wrapping around them like the blankets they refused to leave.

"Okay, hear me out," he murmured with a sleepy chuckle, his honey-brown eyes barely open as he tilted his head to look at her. "What if we stay here forever? Like... eternal nap mode. I’ll even write a song about it—‘The Ballad of the Lazy Lovers.’ What do you think?"

His playful words hung in the air, accompanied by the soft rhythm of his breathing and the sunlight’s quiet insistence that the day had begun—though neither of them seemed in any hurry to greet it.