This one is dedicated to the wonderful time of "waking up", but more precisely, "waking up and lazing up on the bed until you're sleeping again" because it's just not funny when it's not done this way xD

Velma likes to bask in the little details of life ^^

Enjoy!

P.S.: This is probably the shortest fic I've ever written, sorry for that! (Next fic will be longer, I promise!)

Have some fluff to compensate:

You always take your time to wake up; lazily, basking in all the sensations of it, like a delightful sin.

You open your eyes just briefly, but you quickly close them when the light coming through the thin curtains hits you. You breathe deeply; like you were drowning and just now you can take the necessary amount of air to fill your lungs. With the breath come all the other sensations you failed to feel until now.

The gentle heat from the morning sunlight which warms your bare shoulders, the soft pillow beneath your head that managed to adjust perfectly to you while you slept, your ruffled hair that gently covers part of your face. The sheets and the blanket that drape across your figure and warm your body maybe a little too much now, and cover the fact that underneath them, you're completely naked. The bed itself that seemed to get even cozier now in the morning, making you want to stay in it forever. You smile while you languidly turn your head to the side to catch a glimpse of her.

She looks delightfully peaceful; sleeping on her side, facing you. She's slightly curled up since the blanket is just covering her body from the waist down and she's as naked as you. You smile as you see her blonde hair draped gracefully across her face, moving briefly as she breathes; it's the only indication that you're not beside some Pre-Raphaelite painting.

You admire the way her fingers curl on top of the pillow; you marvel at the light touching her hair and shoulders, turning her into gold and porcelain. You barely can believe how someone can look that beautiful in the morning.

You almost seem jealous of how graceful and pure she looks.

Almost.

You know better; you know that underneath that façade of purity she's as indecent as you. Especially when she's with you. You smile at the thought of waking her up in a pretty indecent way, but you're lazy, and you seriously consider in falling back asleep.

You slowly scoot closer, careful not to wake her up; she doesn't move, therefore you know you'll be able to drape a leg over her and place a hand on her soft waist. She stirs lightly and mumbles something under her breath that you don't really understand, but you don't care. You gently pull the covers up to her shoulders and place a loving kiss on her forehead.

It doesn't take long until you're sleeping again.

I just love to bury these two in cuteness :3