He opened his eyes to the sunlight that was peeking through the slightly open window. A half moon necklace was visible over his bare chest which was protecting him from the sunlight however he still found it irritating.
His attempt of getting up was halted as he felt weight over his arm. His eyes darted towards the source and his lips melted into a smile. She was sleeping peacefully over his arm. His other hand went up and he gently brushed the dark locks off her face that was covering it, revealing a pair of closed eyes and slightly squashed cheek which caused her lips to pout forward a bit.
For the first time he noticed how the dark hair has caused her skin color to pop and made her look more attractive somehow. He loved long hair but now that she had shortened them he suddenly started loving shorter hair.
Love is strange.