Gale definitely trails kisses from your back, to shoulder, and lastly your neck. A small smile forms as you instinctively cuddle into him with a content hum. He lightly traces down your arm and slides his hand ever so gently into yours, thumb caressing the back of it.

He remembers when the sound someone of breathing too loud would wake you up, eyes darting and knife nearby. How there were plenty of nights where you didn’t sleep at all. Now, he’s ecstatic to see you sleep so peacefully. Relieved to know, that for the most part, you finally sleep through the night.

So, he waits. He lays next to you caressing your hand and waits for you to stir awake. He waits to see how you’ll turn to him with a tired smile and whisper “Morning” before burying your head in his chest, dozing off again.