The early morning sunlight streams through the window, its harshness filtered by the sheer curtains. Jason groans softly and squeezes you tighter. He'd only gotten home a few hours ago and was looking to spend most of the morning sleeping and cuddling you in bed. But of course, the natural cycle of the sun has to wake both of you up.

"Good morning, baby." You muse to him sleepily.

"I'm not getting up yet," He murmurs back, knowing that you're about to try to slip out of bed to get breakfast. "And neither are you."

His arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer to his body once more. If he could have it his way, the two of you would stay like this for at least another hour.