Moments. It was moments
like these that calmed you, that made you feel secure with yourself and your
life. You laid in bed and watched his chest rise within every breath he took,
something not very out of the ordinary when you woke before him. There was always
something new you found to love, whether it’d be a tiny freckle or a bit of
some peach fuzz, you admired him wholeheartedly.
He was stirring from his slumber, his nose scrunching every few
seconds - something you had always found adorable. You pushed yourself up and
swung your leg over his lap, straddling his hips while your hands splayed
across his little belly. Startled yet content with who was on top of him, he
smiled lopsidedly as his eyes fluttered drowsily, staring up at you.
“Morning,” he rasped, his voice deeper than usual.
You smiled, leaning down inches away from his lips. “Good
His hands lingered along your thighs before they gently gripped
your sides, holding you close and feeling the warmth that ricocheted off
of you. “You look pretty,” he mused so genuinely.