Prompt: Imagine your OTP waking up together for the first time and being too shy to talk so they just snuggle until the right words come.


Sybil woke to the sound of a car honking.

Refusing to open her eyes, she snuggled closer to the firm pillow beneath her head. Her fingers moving down, she felt the warm sensation of skin against her fingers, sending a jolt through her veins. Opening her eyes, she smiled shyly at Tom, whispering, "Good morning."

Tom leaned forward and left a lingering kiss on her forehead. "Mornin' gorgeous," he said as his hands moved down to rub her arms.

Silenced filled the room but it was the peaceful kind, the kind in which words were said through loving touches. Her hands traced circles up and down his chest and arms as his own pulled her closer and stroked her face. Her face pressed against the place between his shoulder and neck as his lips rained light kisses across her hairline.

She wanted her touches to say what her lips could not. Grasping for words, her hand moved up his arm and reached for his hand. Lacing her fingers through his, Sybil's smile grew as he kissed her hand.

"Tom I…" she started, not sure quite how to say what she wanted.

Smiling tenderly, he leaned down and kissed her softly. "I love you too Sybil."