Suck it and see

freckles

Alex woke up when the sun slowely crept through the window to his bedroom.
He groaned when opening one eye, the light was simply too painful for his eyes.
He noticed that he was laying on his side, his face towards the window, feeling a warm body cuddled against his back.
Slowely and carefully he turned around trying to not wake her, even though he had her arms around his waist, but she still slept like a glove, not noticing anything around her.
Alex looked at her, she looked tired and exhausted after their night, but also unbelievable beautiful, he thought. He stroke gently over her cheek and followed the scar on it with his thumb, she had never told him how she got it, or those on her back, but he had decided that she would tell him when she felt like it, he knew well that you shouldn't force people you love to tell you something they are not ready to talk about.

Alex put his arms around her waist and she moved closer to him instinctively, making him smile bright. The past night was amazing for both and couldn't believe what level of trust they had already reached.

He put a soft kiss on her forehead and slowely let his fingertips stroke over her naked back and simply closed his eyes again. It was sunday, she had no University class to attend and he also had no band-business to do, which ment he had the whole wonderful sunny day to spend with his girlfriend.

He loved the time he spent with her, when he could be himself and not the Bandguy. She did not care about the Arctic Monkeys that much, of course she couldn't ignore the fact about his band, but she did not higlight it, she simply made him feel like the most normal boyfriend on earth and he loved her for doing so.
With her he did not need to pretend to be the Rockstar, he did not need to act with this type of arrogance he sometims sensed out at public events.
He was just himself, Alex Turner, the boy from Sheffield

Alex fell into another half hour of light sleep until she moved a little in his arms, only to cuddle closer to his chest and yawned quietly, keeping her eyes closed.
He also woke up again noticed that she was awake as well.

He kissed her cheek and whispered a 'good morning freckles' into her ear with a pretty rough and sleepy voice.
Abby hugged him tighter and smiled, still not opening her eyes to the violent sunlight.
She smiled against his neck, because she loved it when he called her 'freckles'.
Somehow he started it a few weeks after it was clear they were no fuckbuddies, but in a real relationship. She had some freckles around her nose, but you could only see them when being really close to her and paying attention.
Alex was always paying attention to the world surrounding him, something she really liked about him, he also always sensed people's moods and knew when it was best to just shut up and say nothing.

It took her some seconds to get a little awake „Hey arctic stripper“ she whispered back, making him laugh quietly. She loved it when he was laughing and happy, it made her feel good as well.

They kept on cuddeling until Alex slowely raised and sat up, earning some sleepy protest from her. He smiled and stroke through her hair as she was then laying on her belly, arms streached out, too sleepy and tired to do anything.

He put the blanket over her naked body and while in the process, planted a soft kiss on his favourite spot between her shoudlerblades. He hoovered over her, reaching her ear:
„Stay here, I'll care for some breakfast“ he whispered and kissed her cheek.
He got a into pillows mumbled something that with some imagination could count as an „I love you“ before she fell back to sleep.
Alex went to his kitchen with the best feeling on this whole world.

*

„A shame you're only cooking in here...some better ideas come to my memory right now“ she whispered, having her hands on his side, her chin on his shoulder and looking over his shoulder while pressing her chest against his back.