Once Harry more properly awoke, Draco took his face in again.<br/>There was something so different about seeing Harry first thing in the morning, the soft morning sun coming in through the window and bathing him in light. He was just as beautiful as he was in the night time and it made Draco’s heart ache in a way that he couldn’t quite put his finger on.<br/>“Morning,” he muttered, face still mostly hidden in Harry’s chest, placing another soft kiss to his clavicle, but finding that the caress had more or less lost its sense of panic.