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Sun shined through the light curtains, causing you to shuffle in your sleep, your eyes fluttering open. Once your eyes adjust to the light as you look around from your position in bed, you finally notice something pressed against you. You lift your head up to see Meenah beside you, one of her arms laid limply over your waist.

With a smile you turn onto your side, propping your head up on your palm. Usually when you woke up in the morning, Meenah had already run off to do something crazy. So you were going to enjoy this while it lasts.

You use your free hand to brush her hair back from her face, as her plaits were undone. You brush past her grey skin, which was freezing. It was still a bit weird that she was that cold, so unlike a human's skin. In response to this action, she lets out a grunt, leaning towards the heat of your hand. Her fins flutter happily along with it.

You giggle, not used to her being so soft. The morning when she was sleeping was always when she was cutest.

You glance over Meenah to see that the clock read 9am. You let out a sigh, moving your hand away from her before moving to get up and make breakfast.

But before you could you feel arms wrap around you and pull you back. You let out a squeal as you land back against Meenah. A leg wraps around your hips and a nose digs into your hair.

"An where do ya think you're goin?"

"Well, I was going to make breakfast." You giggle, looking over your shoulder.

Meenah hums, pressing a kiss to your nose.

You roll your eyes, not expecting her to release you any time soon.

You turn around to face Meenah, nuzzling her cheek.

"Come on, sweetie," you pout, "after we eat we can cuddle on the couch."

You try to reason, your stomach growling.

She goes silent, and you begin to think that she fell asleep once again.

"A'ight."

And with that the arms that kept you in bed release you.

"I'll call ya when I'm done."

You press a kiss to her forehead before hopping out of bed and heading for the kitchen.

~~~

"Please!"

"C'mon, this looks weird as hell."

You look up at Meenah, giving her your best puppy dog eyes. As soon as she glanced down, you knew you had gotten her.

"Fine, we can watch this stupid Witcher show."

You grin in victory, pressing onto the show and getting comfortable. Your legs lay over Meenah's and your head rests on her shoulder.

Just as the show had begun, you feel weight against your head. You try to glance up, but can't. You smile when you come to the conclusion that Meenah was already asleep again.

You just settle in for a long day in this spot.