he doesn’t remember when he arrived, it was too early in the morning. all that he remembers is crashing on the couch. the sunlight is seeping through the curtains, long lashes flutter, opening his eyes. the sun doesn’t awaken him, what does is the face that is inches away from his. smiling up at him , like a child who needs someone’s attention ❝ if it was anyone else, they would have been on the floor . ❞ his voice is groggy &. sleepy ❝ is this going to become a habit of yours, princesa ? ❞
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