The pink and red flowers petals from cherry blossoms, red roses, and even redder spider lilies go fluttering down as he tosses them over the bedding before diving down onto the floor to reach under the bed and grab the box with her favorite snacks from Japan inside it. “At last!” he declares in a whisper to the room as he quickly makes the bed back up– the way she likes it- and then moves swiftly through the motions of setting up his little surprise for her. Only when he is sure she is preoccupied with the rising of the sun ritual that she does in her private morning time does Eros spring from the bed again. He’ll pay for this later in being so so sleepy but it will be worth it in every way. His pink hair lays in soft fanned out feathers over his face as he lays there and pretends to be asleep even as he hears the sounds of his wife moving around and artfully arranging the little gift that she has for him on the little nightstand on his side, just so he keeps the act up later on. Today, Eros has been up for hours and hours already. It might have even been the smell of coffee from the kitchen and the humming from his wife that he loves so much that lured him from shucking the warm blankets in favor of finding her even warmer smile. Where it any other day it would have been the sun streaming through the thin curtains glowing pink that slowly woke him from his sleep.
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