Kellen was awoken with a gentle shake to the shoulder. Kellen groaned, blinking as he awoke and stared up at the white ceiling above him. At least, he would have, if Rhys' sweet face wasn't in the way.
"Good morning, darling. Did you have a good rest after you nearly gave me a heart attack?" Rhys asked sweetly and Kellen felt his lips curl up into a smile as he reached his uninjured hand up and clasped onto the back of Rhys' head.
"I wasn't trying to scare you." Kellen rasped, his voice deep with slumber. Rhys' yellow eyes scanned Kellen's face and Kellen knew he was looking for any signs that something was going wrong.
Kellen let out a soft sigh, pulling him down closer so that he could press a smiling kiss to his forehead.
"You're such a worrier." Kellen told him affectionately as Rhys pulled back, his cheeks pink.
