The weight on his chest is what wakes Rory up.
He can feel the long limb across his front and a hand curling across his side, just in the space between his rib cage and bicep. There is another limb curling against him, a larger and heavier one, a leg, twisted all over his side and ending with a foot in his stomach. A head resting in his shoulder and a brush of soft hair in his chin and cheeks.
Rory doesn't bother to open his eyes, and smiles feeling his wife hugging him in her sleep, she is heavy, but he doesn't mind. He loves her.
He passes his arm on her shoulders and ran his fingers over her back, his index finger making circular movements when it passes it by her shoulders and end up in the back of her neck. He loves the way her hair curls up there, and the softness of her skin.
If this is how he is going to spend all the nights of his life he wouldn't mind being all plastic and immortal again.
Rory pass his fingers through her hair, and starts to curl it around his fingers.
That's when he notices that something is wrong.
Well, not wrong, but strange somehow. He doesn't know what, so he ignores the feeling and continues stroking her hair. Amy, he thinks, has a very soft hair. he loves the sensations that run through his fingers; if people could touch clouds –and he's going to ask the Doctor if there is a planet where there are clouds like that– this is what he thinks it would feel like. He likes the way that he can stroke all her short hair without having to move his hand very far so he can reach her head again very fast.
That's when he opens his eyes, now fully awake.
Short hair. He's feeling short hair through his fingers. He's stroking short hair.
His wife doesn't have short hair.
He try not to panic and, now very conscious and without looking down, touches the forehead of the person,- he really hopes it's a person, because with his lucky, it could be a hairy odd for all he knows- and tries to recognize the lines there. It's a large forehead, a very very large one. He keeps his hand going down the face and he notice lack of eyebrows.
Oh for the love of …
His suspicions were confirmed when, when he touch the end of the face, he find a very pointy and sharp chin. Rory looks down, and he sees the relaxed face of a very a Doctor in a very deep sleep curling against him.
He let out a long sigh and looks up to the ceiling.
They will have to make a few rules about the bedroom.