A/N: I've been so excited about Mendy Week! Pls go check out my tumblr for an extra drawing for this prompt! You can copy-paste the link from my fanfiction profile!
He used to hate waking up in the morning. Key words: Used to.
But once they started living together, he found a reason to drag his butt out of bed every morning.
And it's not because the first thing he sees in the morning now is her. Well, okay, that is why he loves mornings now. But more specifically, what gets him every morning is seeing her in her choice of night attire. Because even though she hasn't been a child for years now, she hasn't grown that much in height. But still, she insists on wearing his old, ratty clothes to bed every night, and he would never think of objecting.
Because damn it if seeing her tiny frame drowning under the weight of his oversized t-shirts isn't the most adorable thing ever.
And don't even mention to him the sight of her in his boxers.