He kissed her lightly, his hand coming up to brush her neck lightly. "I'm just assuming every command you give me is an order right now."
"Hm. Fine." He wrapped his arms around her, careful with her stitches, and he kissed the top of her head. His shirt smelt of sea salt and almond, and he was warm and sleepy. "I love you, Av."
She smiled, turning her head to his chest and inhaling slightly as she felt at home. "I love you too. With all my heart."
He didn't move to wake her up. Instead, he just watched her, reflecting on how deeply she breathed when she slept, how her hair fanned out underneath her. He lightly kissed her forehead, trying not to wake her up.
He smiled, brushing some hair out of her face. The person in front of him was so precious to him, so dear. He planted a small kiss on the top of her head, still trying to not wake her up.