Morning.
The night's storm had surrendered to the clear blue skies of washed clarity. Golden shafts of light cut through the gaps in the curtains, shining directly at the couple sleeping on the king-sized bed.
Tweet. Tweet. Tweet.
'... Urgh. I see nature has become my alarm clock now.'
Kurt opened his heavy eyelid as he stirred awake. Immediately, he felt a heavy warmth shifting on his bare chest.
'Oh Diana. You know there's more than enough space for you to sleep next to me, yet this always happens. What am I to do with you?'
Kurt reached up and gently stroked her shoulder to wake her. "Ana? Hey, wake up. It's morning."
Diana, of course, didn't open her eyes. Instead, she let out a low, disgruntled groan and scooted upward, sliding her bare body against his until her arms were wrapped tightly around his head. She buried her face in the crook of his neck and inhaled deeply.
"Hey. Are you actually awake, or just sleep-snuggling?"
Sluurp~
