Charles nuzzled into you, his warm breath on the skin of your neck. He let out a small sigh, wrapping his arms just a bit tighter around you.

“Why are you awake this early?” He groaned. His hand ran down your side before he rolled to lay on his back. You head a small sigh escape his lips.

“It’s so early.” He mumbled, raising his hand to block out the sunlight which had begun to flood the room. “Do we really have to get up?” The whisper fell from his lips, leaving him breathless.