Morgan woke up later, her head sort of in her boyfriends lap and his hand in her hair soothingly. She could never quite understand how it felt so good to have someone's hand in you hair, but god it did feel good. She just melted, still half asleep but clearly happy. She looked up at Caleb, her eyes still doey with sleep her her lips puffy. "What are you doing?" She asked softly, her eyes stimming across the laptop. She soon closed the laptop, though, just happy to be spending a little bit of time relaxing for once... it seemed like Caleb had a really rough time of it last night, so it was nice to see him a little bit relaxed.

"Just writing an bit of a book. I guess I just start these fantasies on my head and need to put them down somewhere." He explained, blushing slightly and setting the laptop aside.

Morgan looked up at him curiously for a moment before shrugging. "Can I read it?" She asked softly, sitting up a little. It might have helped her to understand his perspective a little better. She flashed him a smile and reached for the laptop not reallt giving him much of a choice in the matter.

"Sure, it's not much." He said, passing his work to her. He waited anxiously as she read the words and he hoped she wouldn't think he's crazy or anything. When she'd finished, he looked at her intently. "Well?" He asked, wondering ideas and thoughts on it

Morgan read through it, resting her head back on his lap as she flicked through a few pages on the document. She looped up at him with a grin, her eyes bright once she'd skimmed through it. She gently tugged on his collar to pull him down into a kiss before letting him go. He seemed so anxious... she hoped she could calm him down a little. "I love it," she mused, gently going to pat his leg. "You write really well, actually," she hummed as she looked back on the laptop.

"Thank you" He said quietly, smiling softly at her. He played with her hair, making sure to be gentle. He listened to her breathing and her heartbeat as they sat there. He loved her more than words could explain.

Morgan smiled when she felt him playing with her hair, her eyes soft and light. She sat up after a moment, and wrapped her arms around him loosely, burying her face into his neck. "Love you," she mused lightly to him, pecking his cheek before pulling back. "Anything you wanna get done today?" She asked softly.

"I love you too." He murmured, smiling softly at her. He took one of her hands on his and looked at her. "No, why?" He asked softly, curious

Morgan shrugged and sat up, squeezing his hand lightly. "I just wanna do something," she hummed softly to him. "I can't sit still, and I don't think you need to be sat wallowing either," she hummed gently, pecking his nose. "Not after last night..." she trailed off slightly and raised a brow. "Why don't we go out for dinnfer or something? A proper date?"

"I don't typically go out, but we can if you'd like" He said, smiling softly at her. "Where do you want to go?"