Mornings || Drabble 02
Something made consciousness start to stir in Harrison's brain, causing his eyes blink open. It took a minute to place his surroundings but it wasn't exactly unusual to find himself face-down on his desk with a book as his pillow. A soft laugh came from behind him, making him realize that was the sound that woke him up. And that was unusual. Blearily he turned, fighting back a yawn and squinting slightly before recognizing the figure in his doorway. "Mom!" A slight flush colored his cheeks as he quickly straightened up, subconsciously raising a hand to fix his hair as he looked for a clock. Three hours. Not bad. "It's nice to see not all things change," his mother said fondly. Harris rolled his eyes, but he pushed himself up, moving over to properly greet her.
"When'd you guys get here?" Her arms were soft around him, and the smell he could never find a word for but instantly meant home and safe filled his nose. Unreasonably he felt his eyes prick as he held on a little harder. "Just now," she replied back, pulling back to tug at his hair with another little grin. "Look at you. Your hair! You look good, Harrison. Tired, but good." A soft huff left his lips, but he couldn't quite wipe the smile off of them either. "So do you."
"Awh, you always were a charmer."
Harrison laughed but let go and stepped back eyeing her familiar clothes. "You heading out to the studio?"
"Yeah, I've got an 8am class. Just thought I'd drop in and see if you wanted to join me. Everyone keeps asking about you. And it would be nice to show them more than just a picture of you."
Harrison wondered briefly what the harm would be just to go and watch, but it wasn't worth the risk. "No, no thank you. Tell 'em I said hey and I was doing the lazy college boy thing and sleeping until noon. How is it going though? Everyone alright?"
"Harrison."
"Mother."
"Fine, but I'm picking you up after and we're going to go to dinner. Just me and you, alright? I feel like we haven't spent any time together in ages. I miss you."
"Miss you too. And dinner sounds good. I'll see you then."
She hesitated, but Harris just wanted to try and crawl into bed while he still felt groggy enough to maybe sleep for another hour or two. "I'll see you at dinner. I promise I'm fine. Go torture five year olds at way too early in the morning."
"Alright, alright! Love you."
"Yeah, you too."
Harris gave her a real smile before shutting the now empty door and crawling back under his covers. Unfortunately his brain had other ideas. He groaned, trying to bury it into silence with pillows and blankets but he only lasted ten minutes before he was back up at his laptop, deciding to give in and do his online homework for next week and hoping that'd bore him back down to some kind of sleepy state.