Azrael always woke up at five in the morning. He would go for a run for an hour, then would start preparing for work after cooking and having his breakfast. He was always punctual, but that day, he saw himself sprawled on the bed, still tucked under the blanket, with two of his most precious people in his arms, while the sun was already high up in the sky.
Knoa was still sleeping soundly next to him, while next to the kid was Knox, lying on his side and an arm wrapped around the kid. His eyes shone brightly with indescribable contentment and happiness, as he watched his fiancé's eyes flutter open. The morning sun slowly lit his dull and drowsy eyes, reflecting Azrael's face smiling foolishly.
Knox yawned. Then he smiled after, mouthing 'morning' to the lovestruck guy. He slowly rose after seeing Knoa still asleep.
"It's Sunday. Let's just sleep in," Azrael murmured, tugging on Knox's shirt.
