Waking Up - Fiction
I woke up to a new day. The sun filtered through the windows over our heads, casting a soft warmth across the bed. I felt my lover's arm draped across my waist as he lightly snored. I cracked open my eyes and rolled them around in their sockets, then closed them again. Five more minutes, I told myself. My eyes opened again and this time, I saw my lover's eyes staring at me. Good morning, he said with a smile as he bent down to kiss me. I could taste faint hints of his mouthwash that he used last night. I cupped his face with my hand and smiled while I thought - my god, I'm bored.
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