You snuggled deeper into the cozy warmth of your bed, feeling the softness of the blankets and the gentle rise and fall of Brian's chest as he slept beside you. The sound of the rain pattering against the windows was like music, a soothing melody that seemed to lull the world outside into a peaceful slumber. You closed your eyes, listening to the rhythmic beat of the droplets and the gentle hum of the fridge in the kitchen, a familiar soundtrack to your morning routine.

As you lay there, you couldn't help but think about how nice it was to have a day off... or rather, to have Brian have a day off. You'd been married for two years now, and it still felt like a dream to be able to share your lives together, both on and off the job. You'd met at the academy, two young and ambitious cops-in-training, and it wasn't long before you realized that your partnership extended far beyond the precinct.

You gently turned your head to gaze at Brian, his features soft and relaxed in sleep. His head buried onto the white pillow, and his eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his cheeks. You smiled, feeling a flutter in your chest as you remembered the way he'd smiled at you last night, over a quiet dinner of takeout and wine.

As you watched him, Brian's eyes began to flutter open, and he turned to you with a sleepy grin. "Morning," he whispered, his voice husky from sleep.