The room is pitch black as your phone alarm blares. Your sleepy body stiffens and you bristle away from the sound, melting further into your boyfriend’s stirring form. He’s cozy around you (his legs tangled in yours, his torso following the curve of your spine), and it makes the action of sitting up that much harder. You shift so your back is resting against the headboard and you rub at your eyes to get them to open.
“S’ too early- stay a little longer,” Shawn slurs as he slings an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him.