[Not sure what to tag this as, since there's no explicit sexual content, but there will be nudity and description of such!]
The sound of curtains being pulled back registered in the sleeping man's ears. Light from the window fell on Griffin's face, to which he groaned and pressed his eyes to the pillows. There was a momentary reprieve from the light as a silhouette moved to stand between Griffin's face and the unforgiving sunbeams, her arms crossed and her head tilted. "Griffin, dear, it's past noon," she crooned softly, stepping closer to lightly sit herself beside the young man.
Mildred drew her hand towards Griffin's mop of blonde hair, tangling her fingers in it and smoothing it out. Griffin shifted and peered up at her, blue eyes rimmed in dark circles. "That late?" he mumbled softly, reaching up to touch her arm gently, drawing her wrist to his mouth to kiss it. She hummed, worry barely tilting her brow, before she leaned down to swiftly touch her lips to his temple.
"Feel like eating?" she offered, a hopeful note in her voice. Griffin was quiet for a few seconds, judging his vital signs, and gave a nod as he moved to sit up. She smiled, prompting a tired smile from him as well, and left him to go to the kitchen in their tiny apartment.