the room was mostly quiet, except for the cars behind the window and muffled noise coming from Newt's animal underground. Your eyes were still filled with sleep as you reached for the tiny alarm. It fell on the floor way too many times, it's surprising it still works.

11:20 am

it's weekend anyway, why would you worried about waking up early.

Newt...? Have you fed occamys yet? you ask quietly after a moment of silence. Newts only response is "mhm" followed with a sound of ruffling sheets as he tried to get closer to his partner. Despite him being so againts physical contact he could be quite clingy around you. As you sit up, planning to make a coffee you feel his warm fingers gently grabbing your pyjamas No, no...