My eyes struggle to open as I wake up, a glorious sunbeam bathing my body in light, makes my eyes water in the battle to open them.
The beam of light spreads a warmth through me as I stretch out, accidentally nudging Trunks off the basic bed with my foot in the process.
Trunks huffs at me after recovering from the shock, then proceeds to lick the hand that Alex has dangling over the edge of the mattress.
I revel in moments like this, peaceful and innocent at the core, make this place feel like a real home.
Alex shifts in his sleep, his dreams disturbed by Trunks licking activities. Silently wishing I could stay here in the warmth of the sun and Alex; I begrudgingly leave the bed and get dressed.
- Excerpt from my WIP ‘Echo’s Island’ (Lost On Atlantis)