He is. He finds it adorable when she tries to stay awake till midnight, with her declaring that the night has to be enjoyed as much as possible. She’s Cinderella in disguise though, with her eyelids getting heavy at the strike of 12. She falls asleep in his arms in the middle of a story she tells. When he feels her breath grow deep and steady, he carries her to bed and turns out the light. He’s a night oil and can stay up till the wee hours. He plays his video games on silent beside her in bed. Who is a morning person:
She is. She loves seeing the light filter through their room’s white flowy curtains. She loves watching him sleep. She loves waking him up with her fingers, her mouth, her bare breasts pressed against his back. He is not a morning person but will wake up even at the crack of dawn for her morning hunger.
Are they cuddlers:
Very much so. Quinn loves being cuddled and he never complains.
Who is the big spoon and who is the little spoon:
He is the big spoon to her little spoon. He loves nuzzling her neck from behind, tossing her strawberry hair over her shoulder so he can kiss the soft skin from her ears down to the back of her shoulder blades. When she presses her back to him, he knows what’s about to come next.
What is their favourite sleeping position:
Quinn has a quirk of sleeping on top of him. She is light as a feather, but when fast asleep becomes heavy as a log. He will never tell her this though. So once she has fallen asleep on his chest, he slowly slides her to the side and spoons her, kissing her on the shoulder before drifting off to sleep himself.
Who steals all the blankets:
He does. Quinn finds it funny when he steals the covers, teasing him that she’s not enough to keep her warm. He teases back that no, she doesn’t keep him warn enough, and she always, always takes this as a challenge. The night heats up – always, always.
What they wear to bed:
Quinn in her lacy purple bra and panties drives him crazy. She knows this and this is why she wears this (and variations of this lingerie) to bed each night. He sleeps in maroon boxers, which Quinn dislikes. She prefers him in briefs, but he doesn’t want to compromise.
Who likes seeing the other wearing their t-shirt:
He has given up his maroon shirt for Quinn. When she’s dressed in his shirt and nothing else, he knows what she wants. These are the times he comes home from work and she’s seated on the couch, with nothing the but the shirt, the hem going higher, higher, as she readies herself for him. Honey, I’m hooome.
Who falls asleep mid-conversation:
Who wakes up in the middle of the night with nightmares:
Quinn wakes up crying when she dreams of the hospital procedures from the past. He wakes up along with her and soothes her, shushes her, until her tears are no more, until she falls asleep again, her tear-stained face resting on his chest.
Who accidentally punched the other in their sleep:
Quinn has accidentally punched him, thinking she was fighting against a saber-toothed tiger of the jungle. She had apologized to him with a million kisses and more, and he gladly accepted the apology.
Who can’t keep their hands to themselves:
Both of them, but Quinn is braver, more brazen when it comes to what her hands can do.