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May's been awake for a couple minutes now.
Okay, maybe more like half an hour. But, in her defense, it's just so easy to lose track of time when she's with Bruce.
The man in question is finally waking up himself. May watches his eyes focus on her when he blinks them open.
"Good morning, lovely," she whispers, leaning down to press a kiss to his lips. She feels the smile pulling at them against her own. May lingers for a moment longer before pulling back, just enough to look at him again. "Coffee?"
"Yeah," Bruce responds, "coffee sounds great."