004 Sunrise/dawn
The amount of light his small cabin window let in depended on their position in relation to the sun, and apparently, today his side of the ship was in perfect alignment for a bright streak of light to shine right into his face. He squeezed his eyelids together, trying to block it out. There was a shift on the bed beside him, and he felt a body press into his back. He put his hand over the one on his waist, humming softly.
"Chris, we should probably get up."
"Mmph," was the disgruntled reply.
"Chris."
"Mmm, no," she mumbled, snuggling closer, "It's too early." He sighed, and pulled away, sitting up in bed. Chris tugged on the waistband of his pants, insisting. "Come on, just another hour," she tempted, "I bet no one else is up either. Except maybe Tieria but he doesn't count."
Allelujah shook his head, looking at her over his shoulder. "Come on, let's get up."
Chris finally gave up with a groan, sitting up in the bed. Allelujah turned fully, running his hand through the thickness of her hair, admiring the softness. "Good morning," he smiled, and she pouted a minute before smiling back, leaning forward to peck his lips.
"Good morning."