sweet dreams till sunbeams find you.

[manwithaplan]

For as long as he can remember, Steve has never been one for sleeping in. And even if he had been, before, joining the army would have rid him of the habit rather swiftly. Lately, however, the temptation to stay in bed is getting greater. It has nothing to do with getting more sleep, and everything to do with Lucy. It seems a shame, anyway, to spend so much of his time with her unconscious. And although he should be getting up, getting dressed, and getting on with his morning routine, he finds it impossible to make himself move, like the signals from his brain are being intercepted by a more powerful desire.

Five more minutes, he tells himself, as he lie on his side, unable to stop staring. They are close enough that he can feel the warmth of her breath on his face. She looks so serene, he's almost afraid that if he did get up now, he'd only disturb her sleep. And he can think of worse ways to spend a morning than confined to his bed with his utterly breathtaking girlfriend. So those five minutes pass, and still he stays.