A achingly simple project that I've wanted to do for a long time. Definitely expect multiple parts.
The morning light splays across the living room through threadbare curtains and pays no mind to the couple curled on the couch in the center of the room. The light spreads a pleasant warmth across their bodies but is overpowering and effectively blinding, and the man stirs when the sun shifts position and the light falls directly onto his face.
He gingerly raises a hand to shield his eyes from the light and blinks hard to focus his vision of the room around him. He glances at the woman nestled against his shoulder and smiles when her cringe-worthy snore gets muffled by his shirt. He lets his hand fall from his face, and the sun still threatens to blind him, but he squints instead and places the hand on the small of her back.
He sneaks his hand beneath the hem her shirt and caresses the smooth skin there with the tips of his fingers.
He marvels at how real she feels and cranes his neck to brush his lips against the top of her head. The smell of her is all around him, and for the briefest of seconds, he closes his eyes and breathes in her essence and is fleetingly overcome by the fondness rising in his chest.
It chokes him and makes his chest tight, and he blinks hard, dazed and punch-drunk by the emotions fluttering within him. It takes him awhile to compose himself once more.
When she eventually squirms in his arms, her fists taking a hold of his wrinkled shirt and clinging to him, he pauses for a moment to make sure that she hasn't awoken, and when she falls back into her snores and buries her face further into him, he can feel his affection for her rise in his expression.
He makes no effort to hide it.