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Cullen is laying on his side, playing with Cassandra’s fingers, the early morning light filtering into his room through the hole in his ceiling. They’re laughing in low tones, voices quieted, and sleep heavy.
The kiss she planted to the side of his head drew a very gentle smile out of him, even making him shut his eyes. With the lingering smile, he turned, returning the kiss to her lips, cautious and sweetly.
“We… should probably get up soon–” he groaned out then, curling and arm around Cassandra and drawing her closer to his chest.














