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He awoke slowly and for a moment didn't know where he was, just that he was warm and comfortable. Then he remembered snuggling with Rose and listening to the rain.
He'd meant to carry her to bed once she fell asleep, like he usually did, but he'd been so tired.
Apparently his body had decided differently, and he wasn't complaining. He couldn't recall the last time he'd slept so well.
It was almost morning anyway, too late to move Rose now, and she felt so right in his arms. He snuggled a little closer.
They were definitely doing this again.