The sunlight streams through a window, hitting your face and pulling you out from a peaceful sleep. You slowly awaken, not quite ready to open your eyes. You can immediately tell you aren't in your bed, it's...different. Something warm is tucked up under your arm, leaving it numb and uncomfortable but for some reason you don't want to move it. The warmth shifts a little to hug you tighter, sighing softly and causing you to crack your eyelids open just a wee bit, taking a peek at the creature.
He's snuggled up against you, golden curls framing his beautiful face. His eyelashes are dark, fluttering and twitching on his cheeks. You run your hand down the side of his face, over cheeks still full like a child's, despite being an adult for years now. Following the curve down, you reach his jawline, a wide and more mature feature sporting a rough layer of peach fuzz that could almost be considered a beard.
His neck is littered with tiny marks, marks you've left for him in your latest session of love-making, still healing up even though it's been a few days. Your hand sneaks its way to where his is resting on your chest, fisted loosely in the fabric of your shirt. It's funny, how his hands are slightly larger than yours despite you being the taller of the two, the gangly lad. Though you can't see, underneath the blankets, underneath the clothing, you know a beautiful body lies beside you.
And it's only for you, for the time being. Beautiful as he is, as much as you love him, as much as you pray he loves you, you know he won't be yours forever. Such a perfect man, shame he hardly knows it. You know. You know someone will try to steal him away from you. You know you can never be all he needs. But as long as he's here in your arms, you will love him. You will love his maple-scented hair, his soft sleepy face which can switch from a peaceful expression to rage within moments.
You will love his honest criticism, his sharp tongue and empathetic naivety. You'll love how he loves his brother, sisters. How he loves you without a second thought, fighting and risking the wrath of his family for your heart. This man before you has not only stolen your heart, but given you his as well. No hesitation, only devout faith as he gives himself to you over and over again, he knows you will always hold his heart close to you, never risking to drop it, never caging it.
You are jostled from your thoughts when the angel wriggles once again, whining and hugging you tighter as he nuzzles his face into your chest. His eyes flutter open, blinking in the sunlight. Your heart nearly skips a beat when he gazes up at you with those beautiful lavender eyes, immediately filling with love and affection at seeing you. He scoots up to place a gentle kiss on your jaw, then hovering your lips and whispering a "good morning" onto them. You could get used to waking in this bed.