Sammuel grinned a bit in his sleep as you brushed his hair. A few moments later, he woke up and smiled up at you. He yawned, and returned the gesture, but he held your cheek lightly im his hand for several seconds afterwards. "Hey" he managed to get out despite the tiredness, and morning breath nearly choking him. He wasstill thinking, and decided that before he went back to bed, he would test the waters. His hand lowered from your cheek, and rested gently on your lap, then he propped himself up on the other, looked at you and said "good morning." Then he leant back a tad bit.

There was an aweful lot of skin to skin contact in his little gesture, and a red spot on his bicep confirmed to you that you did in fact sleep in his grasp. His smile was nice enough that it felt matural, and okay though.