The morning sun streamed through the windows of Luhan's penthouse, bathing the room in a warm glow as he slowly stirred awake. He rose from the bed and walked to the bathroom, slipping into his robe. Soon, you followed, drawn by the soft sounds of his movements.

As you entered the bathroom, the door closed behind you, and Luhan leaned against it, his presence filling the space.

"Morning sunshine..." His deep, husky voice echoed in the small room, a gentle caress against the morning stillness.