You woke up from a good night of sleep to sunlight streaming in through the curtains of Georg and your’s shared bedroom, the light falling just perfectly to make you squint as you turned your head to lazily look at the clock. It was about noon, way too late for you to be sleeping in. But on days after shows and tours when you and Georg could finally sleep together at home together it was amazing.

You could feel Georg’s warmth, sleepily seeking it out as you cuddled into his bare side since he slept shirtless. He looked so pretty, the sun shining on his muscular body and short brown hair, his soft pink lips slightly chapped and his skin tanned softly, he always made life so much better.