Misha
"Misha"
"Babe"
"Wake up"
My ear tickles as a low voice whispers into it. The comforting hum gently wakes me. My eyes flutter open as the familiar face in front of me comes into focus.
"Mmm, morning." I croak softly as a smile spreads across Jay's face.
I sit up slightly and lean against the headboard. I rub my eyes and let out a yawn.
"Does the name Misha suit me?" I ask bluntly, unaware that this question was even on my mind.
"Suit you? What do you mean?" Jay asks as he cuddles up to me.
"Well, I'm not sure. I don't even know why I asked." I say as I plant a kiss on Jay's forehead.
"What a weird thing to ask first thing in the morning. Well, it does, in my opinion. Though I would like any name you would be given if it were yours." Jay answers honestly.
