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You squint. Your eyes blinking away sleep as you open them, feeling the sunlight spilling through the curtains. Glancing over to the nightstand you reach over for your phone and stare at the screen through your exhaustion to check the time. Your heart instantly sinks to your stomach, It's nearly nine in the morning.
before you could even begin to scramble into your uniform you feel the large arm around you tighten, forcing your face into the large toned chest beside you.
Sephiroth blinks himself awake, his expression annoyed. He stares down at you his catlike eyes squinting in distaste. "What are you doing?" He grunts in annoyance. Despite being a first class SOLDIER the man has never been fond of early mornings and even less so of a disruption in his established routine.
You look up at the tall grumpy SOLDIER, thinking his upset expression is a bit cute, but there's no time for thoughts like that. "Its already nine! We overslept!" you yell, voice still raspy with sleep as you push away from his chest. Though it was in vain, Septhiroth was adamant on keeping you where he wanted you, that much was clear even in his sleep riddled state.
He huffs gruffly, rolling onto his side dragging you along with him. You feel his large wing curl over atop you as he closes his eyes once again "There is no training today, all SOLDIERs will be covering the celebration today. We are both excused." he grumbles, still frustrated with your struggling.
You feel your heart begin to settle down, relief flooding your face. Finally able to relax, you lay back down and stare at the ceiling. All at once you feel your exhaustion beginning to return.
"Sorry for uh, waking you up" you mumble apologetically, feeling your face start to warm up. The embarrassment had begun creeping up your spine now that your in a stable state of mind. Sephiroth simply huffs gruffly in his half-asleep state. He was never much of a talker on his day off mornings, opting for physical reassurance rather than words.
You nod softly, acknowledging this and decidedly placing a soft apologetic kiss on his nose to relay your feelings instead. This seemed to work better as you felt yourself being squeezed closer and your head being tucked under his chin. A flurry of sleepy pecks and kisses landing on your head.
You let a wobbly smile grow, feeling a little giddy at the fact you had done a good job. Every little bit of affection feeling like a reward for you making the right choice.
Slowly you let your eyes fall shut, begining to feel tired once again. Underneath the softness of Sephiroth's wing and the gentleness of the kisses on your head, sleep came easy.