Charles slowly fluttered his eyelashes, waking to the dawn of a new morning.
The soft glow of sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow on the room.
As he turned around, the sweet scent of Augustine's hair shampoo filled the air, and his lips instantly curled into a smile.
Augustine lay beside Charles, his arms wrapped around Charles's waist, his presence comforting and warm.
His hair, still slightly damp, hinted that he had been awake just moments before and have washed his hair.
Slowly, Charles extended his hand to Augustine's face, his fingers grazing gently over Augustine's cheek as he gave it a gentle caress before allowing his fingers to make their way over to the lips of Augustine.
Ever so slowly, Charles used his thumb to caress the lips of Augustine as he dived his thumbs inside Augustine's mouth. "Yo… you are handsome." Charles purred.
