Sep 14, 2014
As the sun shone through the window, Harry woke up from his slumber, a low groan emitting from his lips, and his face pressing further into the hair of the smaller boy wrapped in his arms. At that moment, he was glad that Sebastian had forced him to clean up, knowing that they both would have been sticky and that the other male probably wouldn't have been clad in just his t-shirt at the moment, while himself only wore a pair of boxers. "Wake up," he muttered softly, poking his sides. Even though the sight of him sleeping was basically heavenly, he wanted to hear his voice scolding him for getting him up at such an early hour.
