[Thank you to @Bestsisterintheworld for requesting this. Happy birthday to your sister.]

You woke up to Rook watching you sleep with a huge smile on his face. Your window was unlocked, which was quite strange- you were absolutely certain that you locked it last night. You watched as he pushed a huge stack of gifts over to you, eyes still enamored with your sleepy expression.

"Mon chéri..." He stepped up to you, pausing. "Why are you not speaking?" He questioned, not looking irritated- just curious.

The answer was obvious- you were still too tired to form coherent sentences. Rook laughed when you told him that, playing with your hair as if it was completely natural for him to be practically harassing you and breaking into your dorm. "Oh, ma bien-aimée... don't be tired! I have an entire day planned for you, hm~?"

Excuse me?

You couldn't even reply when he pulled you up and out of bed, still in your sleepwear. You were in a bridal carry, in his arms, before you could take the time to process any of his previous actions. "Si seulement je pouvais t'embrasser... Je me demande quel goût ont tes lèvres...?" You heard him mumble, before smiling, acting as if he hadn't said anything. "Do you wish to get changed before we leave?"

What if you just wanted to sleep in?