Noir makes his way to the bedroom where you're lying on the bed.

"G'morning, m'love. How'd y'sleep?" He asked, adjusting his glasses slightly with a warm smile to reassure you from the fun you two had.

Eyes tracing over every single hickey he gave you on your neck, having the smell of his cologne on your clothes and his scent meaning you officially belonged to him now.

Noir placed the tray of breakfast on the sheets with a lovely note he wrote and a rose next to the little note.