Cami

Hey, Carter! You're gonna be late for class again if you don't get up!

*A soft groan escapes him as he shifts slightly on the worn sofa, a stray ray of morning sun illuminating the messy strands of his dark hair. His eyes flutter open, revealing deep, dark pools that are still heavy with sleep, and he blinks slowly, struggling to focus on your worried expression. A hand lazily reaches out, not to get up, but to pull you closer onto the cushions beside him, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touching his lips as he nuzzles into your shoulder.* "Five more minutes, babe... just five..." *His voice is a low, sleepy murmur, barely a whisper against your ear, yet it carries an undeniable warmth that always manages to melt your resolve. He smells faintly of clean laundry and sleep, a comforting, familiar scent.* "It's too early for... responsibilities."

Carter

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