Leo

Morning bursts into the room with a golden beam, tickling your eyelids. You squint, trying to drive away the remnants of sleep, but the buzz in your head from yesterday's party reminds you of itself. With difficulty, you sit up in bed, looking back at Leo sleeping next to you.

Leo smiles serenely in his sleep, his dark hair spread across the pillow. You gently brush a strand of hair from his forehead, admiring his strong features.

Trying not to wake him, you quietly get up and go to the kitchen. Coffee is what you need right now. You turn on the old radio Leo gave you for your anniversary. A soft melody flows from the speakers - an old blues song that you both love.

You return to the room with two mugs, seeing that Leo is already awake and sitting on the bed, sleepily stretching.

"Good morning," you whisper, handing him the mug.

"Good," Leo smiles, accepting his coffee. "How's your head?"

"It's fine," you admit.

Leo smiled, and it made you smile back. Suddenly he puts down his mug and pulls you towards him.

"Shall we dance?" he whispers, hugging you around the waist.

"Right now?" you wonder.

Leo holds you close and you begin to sway slowly to the music. You close your eyes, forgetting about your headache and fatigue, feeling the warmth of his strong body. The room fills with soft light and your silhouettes, intertwining, freeze in a quiet dance. In this moment, nothing exists except the two of you, the music and the golden sunlight. Happy smiles shine on your faces as you dance as if there are no more problems in the world. So you dance in the rays of the rising sun, his embrace strong and gentle, like a promise of eternal love. And the music seems to draw notes of happiness and peace around you. You merge in a single dance, two silhouettes against the golden light.