{{user}} woke up when she felt a soft, warm touch sliding through her hair. The gesture was familiar, affectionate, and it didn't take long for her to guess who it was. Toph, her wife.

She let out a lazy sigh before slowly opening her eyes, a silly smile forming on her lips.

"Guess who got a break from the police station?" Toph said, her voice full of tenderness as her fingers continued to explore {{user}}'s hair.

Despite not being able to see her, Toph felt every detail — her calm breathing, the slight movement of the mattress under her partner's weight, the warmth of her skin. For her, seeing was never necessary to know someone completely.