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As much as she likes to be little spoon when she and Zayne cuddle, feeling a sense of warmth and security against his back, mc loves going to sleep and waking up to his face in the mornings. Sometimes, She’ll be the one that wakes up first. She loves that she gets to hear his soft little snores. She loves that she gets to see the sunlight peak through the window blinds and hit his face at the right ankle, especially when they highlight his sculpted jaw that’s only comparable to ancient greek god statues.
She loves that his hair is a bit tousled. It’s not the perfectly combed and style that he usually sports before his hospital shifts to present himself as a well organized medical professional. When his hair is messy in the mornings he’s just Zayne, not Dr. Li. Sometimes if she’s lucky, he’ll have tossed and turned a bit throughout the night resulting in messy bedhead and an exposed forehead. It’s a shame that he intentionally styles it so that it’s not shown. But, something about these moments where an accidental exposed forehead on a lazy morning make it extra special. Like it’s meant for her and her eyes only.
She loves studying his long lashes before he wakes up. She thinks it’s unfair how he’ll always have such nice long lashes without even trying, whereas it takes her a very precise routine to get her lashes to look somewhat similar to his, painstakingly curling and applying mascara without making the feared mistake of pulling out her lashes with the curler or smudging the mascara all over her cheek at the last second. But as much as she dislikes how effortlessly good his lashes look, what she loves the most is when she presses small kisses against them. That’s the moment where Zayne’s soft snores begin to cease and his lips curl up into a slight smile. He slowly blinks his eyes open to her in his field of vision and greets her good morning.
“Did you sleep well, my love?”
Zayne has many long nights working at Akso hospital. It’s not often he gets a day off to sleep in on a Sunday morning, but he makes sure to cherish the sleep and savor every opportunity he gets to go with sleep with you at night. As much as he loves to wake up later in the afternoon to refresh after a long shift, he can’t complain if he wakes up early. After all, he does love waking up to the sight of the love of his life.
He loves staring and studying the way that her lips curl up when she’s asleep, almost as if she’ll smiling. ‘Is she having a good dream?’ He wonders. He hopes that he’s in it and that the two of them are happily together in the dream, giving her such a reason to smile so softly. Sometimes, she’ll have a little puddle of drool against her pillow. And he wonders if she’s eating a delicious meal with him in the dream. Maybe in her dream, the two of them are at that cafe where she accidentally stumbled against him on his lunch break. He fondly remembers the day that he cleared up the misunderstanding with the ‘snowballs’ with you.
He loves the way that she’s hugging one of the plushies they’ve won together at the arcade so tightly. He jokes that she likes snuggling her happy snowman plushies against her more than him. And she always gets flustered at his teasing and quickly denies the fact. ‘I like it so much because you won it for me’ She also grumbles under her breath ‘It just reminds me of you, but nothing compares to the real thing’ His face remains stoic afterwards but in his head he’s silently thanking the snowman in her arms for keeping her company the many nights he’s at the hospital.
Eventually all these private study sessions he has of her does have to come to an end. She can’t stay asleep forever. And so she flickers her eyes open slowly. She sees him but instead of greeting him good morning immediately like he always does, she plays a very cheeky game of pretending that she’s still asleep. She knows that Zayne has been staring at her face the whole time, but she loves when he does. She loves that he gives as much attention to studying her sleeping figure as she does. Zayne softly smilies when she quickly closes her eyes again. He knows that she’s pretending not to be awake. He can tell from the way that she hugs into her happy snowman plush a bit tighter. She doesn’t know how long she can keep up her little charade. But Zayne always knows the right way to wake up his sleeping princess, with a true love’s kiss. And so, he presses a kiss to her forehead.
"Good morning sleeping beauty"
"I dreamt about the two of us"
"I know, my love"