1 Work by Concentratedbubbles
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I glimpse, noticing ash hair in my peripheral and feel as he nestles his head against my shoulder closer to my warmth. A grumble vibrates onto my back and I laugh softly twisting in his embrace to face the perpetrator.
“Good morning, Xavier,” I say, brushing my fingers through his bed hair. He leans into my hand and moans drowsily:
“Too early—” I barely catch as he nuzzles his face into my shoulder.