a lazy morning with sol is really similar to a morning with a cat.
you wake up with him snoring quietly into your ear, nose nuzzled into your neck as he holds you tightly. oh don't you dare moving, he's still sleepy.. who the hell cares about school? he murmurs something barely coherent, you can't even understand his words with how they're slurred and muffled with his face in your neck.
“mhh.. don't leave yet pumpkin..”
he whines, knocking the air out of your lungs when tackling you underneath him - he IS fucking big! using your chest as his own personal, warm, breathing pillow. but you'll get used to it after a few minutes, trying to breathe evenly, stroking his head lovingly and twirling single strands of his sleeptangled hair on your fingers. if sol could, he'd purr. he'd probably purr so hard your whole body vibrates! but he just grins lazily, rubbing his cheek against your breast.
looking at all this you can't even tell that man had rearranged your insides last night. and he's gonna make up for it with a great breakfast in bed, just.. later. you won't deny your lovely boyfriend some cuddles, right?