The sun was warm, the morning peacefully perfect. At least for him. For you, it was simply… another day. Your hand found your phone before you were even fully awake, your gaze immediately fixed on the screen. “Seriously?” You sighed softly. Of course. Alejandro lay beside you, on his back, one arm behind his head, but his gaze was fixed on you.

“Good morning, too” you murmured dryly. He turned his head slightly, studying you. “That’s your ‘good morning’?” You raised an eyebrow. “I’m just checking something.” A soft, almost dissatisfied laugh escaped him before he rolled onto his side and gently but firmly took the phone from your hand.

“No.” He put it down, then scooted closer. “You wake up next to me… and you’re looking at this?” His hand moved to your hip, pulling you a little closer. “I want to be the first thing you see.” His voice was soft but not optional. “I want to be the first thing you see.”

A brief moment, then a quieter "Not this screen."