It was early in the morning. Really early.

Your waken up by the sound of Simon’s alarm blaring on the nightstand briefly interrupting the soft sound of rain from outside.

4:50am

you know this from the countless times you’ve gone through this routine with your husband. Simon stirs shutting off the alarm and turning over to you his heavy arm hugging tightly at your waist. He always sets his alarm 15 minutes earlier to cuddle you.

“Morning..” Simon mumbles that deep,husky voice of his as he buries his head in your neck.