BLOSSOM'S POV
Waking up beside my mate hadn't seemed doable in the near future and based on what had been happening ever since I met him, I wasn't even sure it would happen. His hold on me was the first thing I became aware of the moment I came back to consciousness. His hands wound around me possessively even though he was first asleep and I had to smile. His hair was a tousled mess falling over his face and with his eyes closed, he seemed like an innocent teenager, peaceful which made me jealous for losing my sleep so early before him.
I raised my hand towards his face and pushed away the strands. I knew that I was going to wake him up but I wasn't going to apologize for that. He groaned and slowly opened his eyes.
"It's morning already?" he mumbled pulling himself even closer to me.
