A/N: Boosh, here it is! Welcome one and all to day two of Rayllum week! How's going? Enjoying it so far? 'Cause I am! There's been A LOT of good fanart and fics as of recent. God, I love this community.

Anyways, day two, so:

Day One: Fireflies

Day Two: Sunset/Sunrise

Day Three: Modern College AU

Day Four: Moonlight

Day Five: Illness

Day Six: Scarf

Day Seven: Dragon

I decided to have more fun and do both sunset and sunrise. Though, I don't really know if I followed the prompt well, but I think y'all will enjoy it! Btw, this is an established Rayllum one-shot.

Chapter Summary: Some people aren't morning people. Some people don't like it when the sun wakes them up. Callum isn't like most. He loves mornings, especially sunrises, because that's when he gets the best view.

Of course, that's not to say Rayla doesn't have one of her own...

Word count: 1,741

A Sight to See

As the gleaming sun dawned on Rayla's sleepy form, her face winced at the sudden contact of brightness that fell on her eyes. Not wanting to lose her sleep, she turned her body over, shutting her eyes firmly and leaving her back to suffer to the sun. A frown fell upon her as she realized her body was lacking another warmth. She slowly slipped out a peak, to which she was met with a smile and a loving pair of eyes. She opened both eyes and raised a brow at the boy rested before her.

"Uhh, mornin'?" she chuckled.

Callum had his head rested in the palm of his hand, elbow propped up on the grass, and wore the biggest smile Rayla had ever seen for someone who had just woken up. "Morning," he softly greeted. With his free hand, he maneuvered down to Rayla's, slowly intertwining their fingers. He always treated it like a delicate process, each of her's sliding between his one at a time.

"Are ya always this creepy in the mornin'?" she inquired. "Or is it only I who has the luxury of being creepily stalked?"

Callum laughed as he thumbed over Rayla's hand. "Sorry, I was just admiring the view." He brought her hand up to his lips and peck it ever so gently.

Rayla's cheeks flushed at both his words and his gesture. But, in spite of herself, she still managed to snort and erupt in a explosion of laughter. The small dragon that laid at their feet startled awake, releasing a small yawn of exhaustion and irritation. Rayla shook her head as she smiled back at the boy before her.

"Not even noon and ya already said the cheesiest, most dumbest thing ya could think of," she teased, squinting up at him.

He shamelessly shrugged back. "You love it," he shot back.

She snorted. "Ya've got no proof."

Callum's grin grew. "Your smile says otherwise."

Rayla grinned back at him. "I've got no idea what ya're on 'bout." Callum amusedly shook his head at her. She followed up by scooting closer to his body and pulling his hand closer to her chest. "I'm merely, 'admiring the view' in front of me." She winked. Callum's grin managed to grow even more. She knew how much he loved cheesy, sweet lines. He drew her for Moon's sake, of course he had a sweet side reserved for cute flirty lines. Little did Rayla know that she actually had an affinity for them too.

"So," she began, "ya got up early, eh?"

Callum happily nodded. "Yeah, kinda just, happened…" he mildly explained with a small shrug. "I gotta say though, you look very peaceful in your sleep." He chuckled. "Especially in the morning."

"Aye," Rayla replied. Her smile quirked up into a smug smirk as she said, "If ya wanted watch me sleep ya could've just told me. No need to be all secret stalkery about it."

Callum's face dropped into shock. "W-What? I-I'm not! I-I wasn't!"

Rayla snorted. "Sure ya weren't," she sarcastically teased. "That's exactly how someone who was guilty of stalking would react."

"Rayla," he frowned.

A burst of laughter escaped from the elf before him. She giggled away as she brought her other hand up to her lips, covering them somewhat modestly. "Relax, I'm kiddin'!" she claimed, bringing an arm up to Callum's shoulder. She reassuringly patted his arm, smiling at him as she did so.

His frown shifted into a small pout. "Yeah, the smile on your face says otherwise," he accused, cocking a brow at her.

Her smile upturned more as she chuckled. "I've got no idea what ya're on about."

A sigh escaped from the Mage as he rolled his eyes. "Not even noon yet and you've still managed to tease me at least three times," he drawled.

Rayla scoffed as she pulled herself even closer to Callum. "Speakin' of, how 'bout we wait till noon before we head out?" she offered, thumbing over Callum's hand.

He raised his brows in surprise as he scooted a smidge closer. "Oh? You want to relax and take it easy for once?" he jested. He smirked as she lightly smacked his arm.

Rayla pouted in response. "I'm too tired to get up," she defended. "'Sides, I'm also too comfy to leave." She closed her eyes and smiled.

Callum nodded. "Gotcha." He winked, though she couldn't see. "If it's any consolation," he added, bringing her hand up once more to his lips, "I feel the same." He kissed them again, smiling at how her face flushed.

"Great," Rayla chirped. "Now turn around, I wanna be big spoon."

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Callum hated sleeping in caves. If he had to choose, he preferred the outdoorsy, dirty grass over a rock hard cave for camping. He understood the values of having roof over their heads, but it was not comfortable for sleeping at all. Regardless, he still made do with what he had and propped his bag up, fluffing it like a pillow. He glanced outside, and smiled at the sun slowly setting on the horizon. He supposed being in cave mountain also reaped the benefit of a great view. It was beautiful, very serene.

"Hey," Rayla greeted upon entering the cave. "So the town I found actually had some more Moonberry juice, I got ya some." She grinned, passing one over to the boy.

His face fell for a moment, but he quickly amended it with a smile. "Thanks!" he opened the drink but stopped himself once he heard a yelp. He looked over and found Zym staring up at him with a pout. Callum glanced back to Rayla, who had turned around and was looking off into the distance. Quickly he tipped the drink down to the storm dragon, smiling as he watched him gulp it all immediately.

Rayla turned back at smirked. "Wow, ya finished it quick this time."

He nodded and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. "Yup, so good!" he cheered.

Rayla jerked her thumb over her shoulder. "The sunset looks real nice, ya gonna sketch it?"

Callum chuckled, shaking his head. "No, that's a… I'd need pastels."

"Ya sure?"

He nodded. "I mean, I could," he added, "but, I'd prefer painting something like that instead." His smile quirked up as an idea came to him. "Maybe I'll sketch it some other time. With you in the foreground."

Rayla snorted. "Ahh, a muse's work is never done eh?"

Callum chuckled as he shook his head. "Not to me at least. Though, I am a bit tired now." As if to prove his point, a yawn escaped the artist as he attempted to cover his mouth.

The elf grinned. "Aye, I can see that." She nodded her head over to his bag. "Go on and nap, I'll take first shift."

Callum pouted. "But who will I have to comfort me in my sleep?" he whined. He crawled over to his bag and adjusted himself as he laid his head down. Patting the spot beside him, he said, "C'mon let's sleep!"

Rayla chuckled. "Love to, but someone has to keep watch at least throughout the evenin'," she reminded him. "I'll wake ya when we can switch shifts." She turned around and made her way over to the cave entrance.

"Fine, but after all the cuddling we had this morning I expect to be compensated later!" he called out.

Rayla rolled her eyes as she sat down on a rock. She figured Callum was a cuddler. Though the real shock was that Sse had no idea she was one herself. It was surprise to Rayla as she slowly discovered how needy they both were, romantically speaking. Not to say she found it bad or anything. They both liked being in each other's proximity; holding hands, arms wrapped around one another, or even the subtle brush of their shoulders. They liked being near each other. She loved it when he pecked her on her forehead, her hands, her cheek. She loved it when he tried to sneak in a quick sketch of her, thinking she didn't know.

And she loved how Callum was the same.

She knew she had traits that he loved. Things he found worthy of sketching, admiring. He'd openly compliment her acrobatic skills and swordsmanship. He enjoyed hearing her talk, she was certain of it. Often times he'd let her talk and she smiled as she noticed his smitten stare. He always had that twinkle in his eye when he was passionately focused on something. Whether it be his sketching or her, he always had that look.

Her gaze flew back to the boy resting behind her. She smiled at him. There just something about the way he was resting that made her smile. With the sunlight dimming slowly, it creeped away from his figure. It looked so peaceful. So pure. She always liked the way Callum looked when he dozed off.

His smile slowly creaked upward, like he was about to start the best sleep of his lifetime. His face always looked so content, regardless of whether he was face planted into his sketchbook or on the cold hard rock he so childishly complained about. She knew that he could fall asleep on anything though, just by the way he slept. He wasn't like a log or anything, that was all Ezran and Bait. When they traveled with them, they were the hardest to wake.

Callum was more like her. He could easily doze off whenever and wherever, so long as he was given permission to. But, he always preferred to wait for her. Rayla found it endearing. He promised he'd stay awake, keeping himself occupied by trying to sketch or by playing with Zym, but it was always futile as sleep got the better of him. Yet still, she loved how he tried to fight it. His head would bob up in retaliation, but eventually, he'd concede and let himself rest. Sighing contently, he would drift off, smiling like a baby. Actually, she wasn't even sure if Zym slept like that. So she supposed he had that going for him all on his own. Not to say she didn't like it.

She'd never admit it, but she liked watching Callum go to sleep.

"I can feel you watching me," his voice suddenly spoke up, "stalker."

Rayla scoffed. "I've got no idea what ya're talking about."

Nope, she'd never admit it.

A/N: We all know what you're thinking Rayla. Or at least I do, I am writing her after all... anyways! I hope you all enjoyed this one! I know it was A LOT shorter than usual, but this is actually something I'm trying to stress more and more. This is supposed to be a collection of one-shots and such, so I think I need to focus a lot more on limiting myself and not going overboard. So, sorry if this lacked the usual descriptiveness some of you all might enjoy, but don't fret, as I do intend to make some long ones later on as well. I think the max I'll ever go is around 3,000 words (I say that, but I could go to 5,000 by accident real easily).

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- Bleh