#askghostie

𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐩!𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐥 who wakes up before you and just...stays there for a minute. not staring dramatically. just watching you come back to life slowly. the way your eyebrows twitch before you open your eyes. the way you instinctively curl a little closer to him even when you're still half asleep. he brushes his thumb along your cheek to wake you gently instead of shaking you or talking too loud. when you finally blink up at him, confused and soft, he smiles in that small, private way and leans down to kiss you.

it's not heated. not pushing boundaries.

just his mouth resting against yours, slow and warm, like he's checking in.

he doesn't deepen it. doesn't move his hands anywhere else. one stays at your waist, the other still cradling your face. he lingers just long enough that you have time to respond. and when you do -- when you kiss him back lazily, sleep-heavy an unguarded -- he exhales quietly against your lips.

there's no rush in him. no expectation.

he pulls back, forehead resting against yours, and just says, "hi."

and you can feel it -- this quiet relief in him. like he's still not used to the fact that you're here. that you stayed the night. that you want him in the morning when there's no music, no tension, no buildup. just real life.

he kisses you again, softer this time.

not because he's trying to get somewhere.