Of course, they were similar creatures when it came to their sleep, so her fighting to wake up at his prompting was no surprise, but fortunately or unfortunately depending how you looked at it - he was very persuasive in his efforts. Which he was rewarded soon enough to getting her to act instead of ignore him to sleep.
While her eyes snapped open, she was greeted by his big as hell goofy grin, that she often got to see. His eyes bright with joy, and eager to let her pull him in for a second kiss. "Oh, don't look at me too much. I'm not nearly as pretty as I was when I was a princess." John teased as he allowed her to touch all his features, but her joy only made him happier than he previously was. Regardless if she liked the crown or not, the truth was being adults again was much preferred.
Regardless of if it was possible to be any closer to her, John was willing to try. Returning the kiss he moved his head allowing her to place every single kiss to his face she desired. Then the words. Three words. Eight letters. His chest tightened. Those words he rarely heard in his life. As a child, as an adult, and the first times coming from her. The proclamation of her love for him just set shivers through his body. "Say it again." John asked, eyes hopeful, but then him being counterproductive to his request pressed his lips to hers before she could speak. John just needed to kiss her. It felt like ages since he had an opportunity likes this. Sure when he was princess buttercup, they were still them but it didn't feel as if it was him completely.
This?! This right here?! This was just right, and how it was supposed to be. Well, minus the half pint clothes that were being stretched out by his more developed and toned body.