Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter.
Number 4 mumbled uncomfortably as morning came, she could hear their friends of the Resistance already beginning to awaken outside the tent.
She didn't even feel like opening her eyes yet.
And she didn't, as she nuzzled further into the figure at her side.
Right, she had cuddled Number 2 until they both had fallen asleep.
Number 21 was on watch and Number 16 had said something about not wanting to be in their presence, so she went to sleep with the others, and to assist the Scanner if needed.
So much worry for the person she claimed to dislike so much, the Attacker thought.
But she had enjoyed being in company of Number 2, one of the rare times they could be alone.
And now she didn't want to leave just yet.
She felt Number 2 shift lightly, and from the look it seemed that neither did she.
"Good morning…" the woman in her arms mumbled, still half asleep to which Number 4 only replied in a similar way.
She moved closer to try and leave a kiss, but her lips met Number 2's cheek.
Not quite where she wanted to end up.
She tried again, no, that was her nose.
Well, if Number 4 would have opened her eyes it would be easier, but she was too lazy to do that having been awake for so little.
Again…
The tip of her chin.
She was getting closer at least.
And Number 2 wasn't moving, perhaps she was still asleep.
Or perhaps she did want to.
Finally Number 4 found her prize, just a little further up from where she ended up last time, and since Number 2 kissed her back in kind, something told her that she was just waiting for her to find her lips.
Little sneaky thing.
Only then they could call this a good morning.