sleepy mornings

by whereverimayfindher

Summary:

He wakes up weighed down and so hot he’s dizzy with it, sweat prickling down his back. He tries moving, but everything feels heavy, so he opens his eyes to a bright morning sun streaming through the window. Luke is sprawled on top of him, snoring softly on his chest, and Poe is effectively pinned until either Luke awakens or his need to pee gets to be a problem.

It doesn’t take that long; Luke wakes up by degrees, like he’s holding onto sleep with both hands and his teeth. At last he moves a bit and seems to realize where he is, exactly. “Oh,” he says.

“Good morning,” Poe says. This might be the best possible start to a day. “Sleep well?”

Notes:

• For leupagus.
• Inspired by to the sky without wings by leupagus.

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