I wake up in a soft bed, huddled in the covers, I can feel the gentle warmth of sunlight coming from the gap in the window curtains.
I sigh in comfort and make myself easy against this horribly stiff pillow, the blanket absurdly heavy around my waist.
Wait, what?
My eyes open andI almost scream my lungs out when I see the living being next to me. Holy mother of ducks! What in the bloody hell-
My eyes travel up and find a familiar face.
Oh.
My shoulders relax and I let out a breath of relief, the events of last night come back to me. Curiously, I watch his face perfectly relaxed. His features slack of the usual rigidity, lips slightly parted and hair falling into his eyes. He looks almost cute.
Strange as it is, I've never seen Sebastian relax. Not even once. Not even during the ti
