The early morning sun shone its light inside the bedroom of the royal queen.
The voices of the birds chirping echoed from the outside.
Akamir was awakened by the heavy weight that was pressing on his body.
He groggily opened his eyes as he found Inara clenching him like a teddy bear.
'Yeah, we couldn't sleep last night.'
Akamir thought as he removed the blanket and slowly moved away from her.
But his movement was enough to jolt her awake as she looked at him.
"…Good morning~."
Inara mumbled, placing her head back on his bare chest.
"Can you let go of me?" Akamir asked with a sigh. "I have things to do."
Inara grumpily mumbled. "Five more minutes."
Akamir let out a quiet sigh, his hand falling against her silver hair.
She was warm, soft, and stubborn….three things that made it harder to push her away.
"You say that every time," he muttered, though his tone lacked real bite.
Inara buried her face deeper against him, her voice muffled.
