Maddend Heart ~Ivar The Boneless~

Chapter 42// Dreams

And now I tell you openly
You have my heart, so don't hurt me
You're what I couldn't find
A totally amazing mind
So understanding and so kind
You're everything to me

A/N: This is the first half of a double chapter so tomorrow will come the chapter following where this ends. If you want to read two in a row just wait a little longer. This also means that I'll take a small writing break just to get all the creative juices flowing again. It's the end of a big part of this book and I'm excited to go deeper into it. Till next time xx

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I'm woken up by stubbly skin rubbing against the flesh of my belly. I look down on me finding Ivars peaceful face laying on it. His mouth is opened sightly as soft snores come out of it.
His arm is slung around me making me smile just at the sight of it. I never thought I find purpose in being a human pillow but I'd gladly do it for the rest of my life.

It's one of these perfect little moments, the ones you think about whenever you miss someone. It's exactly this what I'll miss about him. Not just his hands and lips and well... his counterpart that makes us melt in each others embrace every night. I'm not just going to miss his laugh or for that matter even his screaming; I'm going to miss having him all to myself.

Alone the thought that we are going in two different directions from now on makes me want to crawl inside of him, sit in his mad skull where nobody can find me and live happily. Sing lullabies when he can't sleep and fight the storm in it with just my hands.

I look down his trained back which is lazily covered up by the blanket. I can't help but to let my fingertips run over the black lines on his shoulder blades. My own shoulder blade barely hurt at this point which was probably because of the special bandages Triska gave me. I stopped questioning the things she does or give me a long time ago the only thing that matters is that they work.

The warmth of his skin radiates against my own as I feel him move. I put my hand down from his shoulder simply glaring at this handsome mess in front of me. The muscles in his wide inked shoulders twitch as his arms wrap around me just a little tighter. It's a thing I've noticed. Sometimes I would wake up in the middle of the night to Ivar hugging me so tightly to himself that it was hard to move at all. Like he was scared that I'd leave when he falls asleep. He held me like his life depended on it.

Apart from these small moments, he's usually sleeping like a rock ever since we're together. Since I'm a light sleeper I could often hear Ivar move and wince in his dreams back in Kattegat; that seemed to have completely vanished.

Through his dark opened hair I suddenly see two blue eyes flash at me, as his lips strech into a long happy smirk. Flashbacks of my vision of our life together appear as I have to try my best not to burst into laughter.

How ironic is it that we are still together yet under very different circumstances. There is no toddler interrupting us here, only him and I and very limited time.

He doesn't even waste time as he pulls himself up towards my face.
Like a wolf he grins down at me, his wild hair flying all around his face as he simply looks at me. I feel nervous under his gaze as I bite my bottom lip, not knowing what he was about to do.
How is he this effortlessly good looking?

"Good morning." he simply says as he holds himself above me glaring down at me like a hyena.

"Good morning." I simply answer trying to sit up. He instantly pushes me down into the bed again, his eyes not able to hide the amusement. His hand stays on my chest glaring down at it with his hungry and glazed eyes causing me to feel hot all of the sudden.