The morning was quiet. Early sunlight streamed into Anon and Leon’s shared bedroom. They lay cuddled under the duvet. He was snoring softly, while Anon rested their head on his chest. Anon woke first, smiling at Leon’s sleeping face. He stirred, groaning softly as he woke. His eyes landed on Anon, and he smiled gently. “Hey, baby,” he whispered, voice rough with sleep. “God, I love waking up next to that face. How’d you sleep?”