I open my eyes to the bright sunlight coming through my window. I look around and realize I'm in my room. Conan must have carried me in here. I almost sit up when I realize he has his arms wrapped around me, his head in the crease of my neck. I can feel his calm breathing against my skin. He looks so peaceful, so lovely. I stare at him for a while, gazing at the beautiful person I kissed last night.
I turn over a bit, and feel Conan shift next to me. "Good morning" I whisper. "Mmmph-" he mumbles, pulling himself closer to me and burying his head into my neck. I laugh a little. "Cone, you gotta get up" He opens his eyes slightly, looking up at me. His pretty face melts my heart. "Why?" he pouts, shutting his eyes again. "Because, you're famous remember? Did you tell anyone you gonna be over here?" He shifts again, reopening his eyes. "No" I sigh, bringing my hand up to play with his hair.
"I don't have anything today though" He lays down once again. He shifts to where he is almost on top of me, his arms wrapped around me tightly. I drop the strand of hair I was playing with and cup his face in my hands. He opens his eyes for the last time, looking directly into mine. "I love you" he whispers. "I love you too, Cone"
