Sunlight streamed in from the window as Biana slowly drifted into consciousness.
Before she even opened her eyes, she knew where she was. The body comfortably settled against hers. The soft sheets, soft hands, soft hair.
She opened her eyes anyway and was met with the beautiful sight of her sleeping boyfriend. His fiery red hair was set alight by the sunlight, his pale skin turned golden.
She snuggled closer to him and his breathing changed ever so slightly.
"Good morning, my love," he mumbled.
"Good morning, babe."
His eyes fluttered open, and Biana couldn't help but smile at the gorgeous periwinkle that had been hidden.
He squinted at the light and his nose crinkled up in the most adorable way. Once his eyes had adjusted, he said, "You're so beautiful."
Biana's ears felt a little warm. "Thank you."
"Waffles?" he asked, sitting up.
"Of course," she answered.
Dex groaned a bit, his cheeks turning a bit pink as he rubbed his hips. "You really did a number on me, didn't you?"
"Always do," Biana joked, getting up and grabbing a large t-shirt from the closet to slip over herself. She remembered the events of last night well and felt almost no pity for her boyfriend. He hadn't been especially worried about bruising at the time.
When she turned around, Dex was already in pants and reaching for her hand. She grabbed his, pecked him quickly, and they headed to the kitchen.