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Your eyes flutter open as the first rays of the sun peek through your curtains. Casting the room into a gentle luminescence along with the person who’s currently nestled beside you.

The light enveloping his skin in a soft glow, making him look ethereal. Mint colored hair framing his face despite the ends are sticking up in different directions. You find it adorable.

His long lashes that makes even women envious. Soft lips slightly parted that you could never get enough of kissing.

He’s heavenly.

Is he actually an angel passing off as a human?

You couldn’t hold back the urge to touch him - your fingertips brushing against his bangs. Your eyes softening the longer you gaze upon him. Warmth filling your chest. Lohen, your beautiful, loving, gentlー

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer…”

Right, you’ve almost forgotten what kind of person your lover actually is. Why did he have to wake up?

Continuing my "semi historically accurate Disney princesses" series with rapunzel

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