Morning Cuddles​

The alarm went off, but neither of us made a move to get up. You pulled me closer under the covers, your warm breath tickling my neck. I traced lazy circles on your back, listening to the steady beat of your heart. “Five more minutes,” you mumbled, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead. I giggled, agreeing wholeheartedly. The sunlight peeked through the curtains, casting soft glow on your face, and I realized mornings like this—slow, cozy, and filled with you—are the best part of my day.​

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