When he wakes up, the sun's already high above head. His hand reached to the hair that covering her face, and pushed it away and she pressed his forehand to her forehead to check her temprature. Her fever had come down over the night, but she still needs to take one last tablet and they've missed breakfast. So however much he hates to do so, he lightly tapped her cheeck- trying to wake her up.
"Cass," he called that she hummed as answer, with both eyes still closed. He only smiled at the view as he leaves a quick kiss on her nose. "I'll shower first, you wake up sleepyhead. We're having brunch," he said then leaving the bed. With him gone, so does her sleeping mood since she could no longer find a comfortable enough sleep position. So she went to prepare her clothes, and get herself a gla
