When the morning warm glistening sunrays fell over his face, it disrupted Kylian's long peaceful slumber, making him finally wake up. Even in his fogged state of mind, he could sense his head was rested upon something warm and muscular, along with a grasp of an arm embracing him tight.
With a few more blinks to open his drowsy eyes, his sight first fell upon Zenith's beautiful sleepy face next to him, unknowingly leaving him enchanted to realize how could a man look so endearingly beautiful even while sleeping. His warm raspy breathing fell on Kylian's face as the warmth he had sensed in his sleep was Zenith's arm upon which he was asleep all this time.
