Juan awoke early the morning after, feeling well rested and happier than he had been in some time. He could still feel Fern curled up into him, her skin pressed against his, her chest slowly rising and falling against his. His arms were curled tightly around him, and with her head just under his chin the scent of her hair was wafting into his nostrils. If he could have stayed there for the rest of the house, he couldn't think of a better way to spend his days.
He ran a hand slowly through her hair, feeling its softness and the way it rolled smoothly over his fingers. The motion brought a soft purr from her lips as she wiggled into him, starting to wake up from her night's sleep. Juan knew that she wouldn't want to deal with the sprites climbing on top of them first thing in the morning, and he quickly cast the privacy spell which she had taught him the night before. The sprites that had already entered the room were cast out, and there was a calm silence brought in to join them instead.
Fern grumbled as she ran her hands along Juan's chest, nuzzling into him as she tried to fight off her waking. "Good morning," Juan whispered, planting a soft kiss on the top of her head. All he got was another grumble in response, but the way she pushed herself more into him told him all he needed to know. He ran a hand gently up and down her back, feeling the goosebumps appear under his fingertips. She shivered ever so slightly, burrowing harder into his chest in the process.
"It's quiet," she finally whispered, raising her chin so she could look up at her lover.
He smiled and nodded. "I cast your spell again," he said, plopping another feather kiss on her forehead. "I know how much you dislike them in the morning, so I gave you some space to wake up to."
"...You're being a suck up again."
Juan chuckled. "Hard not to be with someone like you."
Her face flared and she tried to pout up at him, but she was too adorable for it. It just made Juan laugh more before he kissed her gently. She couldn't resist him at all.
After a long moment, she gently pulled back, still flush but no longer pouting. "...Is this how couples are?" she asked quietly.
"It can be."
"...Good."
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