The sunlight had settled into a soft glow across the floor, warming the air like a lazy weekend blanket.
Luca tightened his hold around Noel, burying his nose into the crook of his neck. "Let's keep sleeping," he mumbled, voice still husky with sleep.
Noel laughed under his breath, running his fingers through Luca's tangled hair. "It's already ten, Luca. Get up."
A pause. Then a quiet groan from Luca. "Why are you always attacking peace?"
"I'm hungry," Noel added, stretching slowly against him.
That got Luca to stir. He shifted back, eyes still half-lidded. "Fine... let's order something. And cuddles until it arrives."
"Nope." Noel sat up, the sheets sliding down his shoulder. "We're walking out. Fresh air. Legs. Movement."
Luca stared at him like he'd just declared war. "That sounds a lot like effort."
"It is. Now brush your teeth," Noel said, already swinging his legs off the bed.
