Kai's pov.

We woke a little earlier than normal today, wanting to have some extra alone time with our girl.

We gently woke her up, showering her face with light, feather-soft kisses. I leaned down and trailed a few kisses along her neck as she began to stir.

She giggled softly, the sound of her sweet morning voice warming my heart. "Is this how I will be woken up from now on?" she asked, her eyes blinking open with a sleepy, happy glow.

"Yes, love. You will be showered with kisses like this every single morning from now on," I promised, finding a sensitive spot on her neck and lingering there until she let out a soft, contented sigh.

"Mmm, Kai," she whispered, her hands finding my hair and pulling me closer. I could feel my heart racing for her; the connection we shared was so intense it felt electric.

"Then I expect you to finish what you just started," she added with a playful giggle.

"Your wish is my command, love," I replied. The rest of the guys moved back slightly, giving us our own space while remaining close enough to share in the warmth of the moment.

I helped her out of the oversized t-shirt she was sleeping in and leaned down to kiss her passionately. My lips traced a path from her jaw down to her neck, savoring the way she reacted to my touch. She whispered my name again, her breath hitching as I held her close.

I trailed my hand down her side, my touch light and reverent. As I moved closer to her, she gasped slightly, her fingers tugging gently on my hair. "Kai, I need you," she whispered, biting her lip in that way that always made my resolve crumble.

I would never deny her anything that made her feel cherished and loved. With the world around us falling away, I focused entirely on her. My hands explored the curves of her body, and I could feel how much she wanted this closeness.

The intimacy between us grew, a slow and beautiful dance of touch and feeling. I looked into her eyes, seeing nothing but trust and affection. "You are so beautiful, Talia," I whispered against her skin.

As our movements synchronized, the tension between us built into something profound. It wasn't just physical; it was an outpouring of all the emotions we had been building since we met. We moved together in a rhythm that felt as natural as breathing, our hearts beating in sync.

"Love, you are so perfect in every way," I said, leaning down to capture her lips again. In that moment, as we shared a peak of intense emotion and physical connection, I knew that nothing would ever take me away from her. We were bound together, not just by our choices, but by a soul-deep connection.

After we both caught our breath, I stayed there for a moment, just holding her. "You are amazing," I whispered, kissing her forehead.

"All of you are perfect just the way you are," she replied, looking from me to the rest of the guys, her eyes filled with nothing but love.

"Come, let’s get you into the shower," I said with a smile. She nodded, and I gently lifted her in my arms.

I carried her into the bathroom and set her down. "I'll give you a moment of peace, love. Let me know when you're ready for the shower," I said, giving her a quick kiss on the lips before stepping back outside.

The guys looked at me, and I just whispered, "Giving her some privacy." They all nodded, understanding and respecting her space.

It wasn't long before I heard the water running. "Kai, come join me," she called out. A bright smile spread across my face, and the guys chuckled as I quickly headed back in.

"I'll join you in just a second, love," I said, kissing her temple before she stepped under the warm spray.

Once I joined her, I cupped her face, the water cascading over both of us. "You truly make me so happy, Talia. Thank you for being our girl. I don't think you realize how much you mean to all of us," I said with all the sincerity I possessed.

"And thank you for being my men," she replied, wrapping her arms around my neck. "You’ve given me a happiness I never thought I’d find."

We shared a deep, lingering kiss under the water. I helped her wash her hair, carefully massaging the shampoo and conditioner into her locks, enjoying the domesticity of the moment. After we finished and dried off, she opened the door so the other guys could take their turns.

While she went through her skincare routine, we headed into the closet to change. We were careful to keep the door locked—these bodies were for her eyes only. We quickly pulled on our boxers, jeans, and hoodies, then stepped back out to style our hair in the mirror.

We waited for her to finish getting ready. Today, she looked effortlessly stunning with her hair in a messy bun, wearing black ripped jeans, a white tube top, and a matching zip-up hoodie. Seeing her like this—relaxed, safe, and loved—was the best start to the day we could ever ask for.