Willow’s POV
I wake up surrounded by warmth in the partial sunlight. The sun was starting to crest the trees outside and shine through the bedroom window. I move faintly to feel my hand on warm skin and the sparks that have become familiar when I touch Freddie. I inspected how I was laying on the bed and noticed where Freddie was. We had moved during the night into a precarious position. He was now sprawled out under the covers with one of his arms around me. My head on his shoulder, my hand on his chest and both of my legs were wrapped around one of his.
I slowly started to untangle myself from the position I found us in, hoping that I wouldn’t wake him up in the process. He looked to be at such peace when he slept. I was successful in moving my legs away but he stirred slightly
