You opened your eyes to see Chanyeol gazing down at you, his eyes sleepy, but warm.  

“Ah!” he purred.  “Good morning, yeobo…”  His voice was even deeper than usual, and you hid your face in the crook of his neck, blushing.  It would take a while to get used to that.

“Good morning…yeobo…” you giggled into his neck.

“Why?” he rumbled.  “Are you shy?”

You nodded.  

He pulled the covers over your heads.  “Shall I help you with that?”

You missed breakfast.

***

Fortunately, the inn owner was used to newlyweds.  She left a tray outside your door, and you both spent the morning replenishing your energy with thick, warm drinking chocolate, steaming croissants with fresh preserves, and bowls of artfully cut fruit.