𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙è𝕖 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕥 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤

𝕚𝕥𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖

rain poured down outside, and it was early. Like, 4:30 AM early

Timothèe lays on his stomach, his curls falling over his forehead, soft breathing coming from his lips 

the dim light from the moon peaks through the window and shines right in my bedroom

I sit up in bed and look out the window at the calm city. Every night, Timothèe and I put on a playlist we made together, filled with songs to fall asleep to. Right now, 'It's been a long long time' by Harry James is playing and makes the mood of the setting feel so warm and welcome 

I glance down at Timothèe sleeping soundly next to me and run a hand gently through his brown   curls. He hums, sleeping still and I smile to myself, appreciating the way the moonlight highlights his beautiful features

as the music played softly, I return to my spot laying down in bed, and slide my arms around Timmy's thin waist 

He shifts in his sleep and turns on his side to pull me in close

I'm pretty sure he's still sleeping as he does this

he hugs me tight and I play with the hair at the nape of his neck. I feel his lips press against the skin on my neck and I get goosebumps; "you awake baby?" I ask, softly, in case he was still half asleep 

I hear a soft "mmhmm" and his arms tighten for a brief moment 

"go back to sleep baby" I say quietly, kissing his temple 

He yawns and rubs his eyes, opening them to look into mine 

"why are you up?" he asks, his voice raspy 

"I just woke up, and saw it was raining so I just watched for a bit" I continued to rub the back of his neck and run my hand down his back, lifting the bottom of his shirt up a bit as I ran my hands up 

he felt warm against my skin, making me want to get impossibly closer 

he pulled me as close as he could, and wrapped the heavy comforter around us

"I wish we could stay like this forever" Timothèe spoke quietly 

I almost didn't hear him, but the soft brush of his lips against my neck and the silence around us made his familiar voice more clear 

"I wish we could" I closed my eyes, holding him close to me 

"I'm so comfortable" Timmy said sleepily 

"me too" 

he had his hands loosely clasped around my waist and I felt his thumbs caressing my lower back 

I couldn't see, but I could tell his eyes were open as we spoke. Mac DeMarco was playing softly in the background I could feel the steady beat of Timmy's heart against my chest 

I pulled away softly from our hug and his hands planted on either side of my waist

I cupped his face gently, running my thumb over his bottom lip

"my beautiful boy" I whispered 

he smiled, his eyes tired

he mouthed an 'I love you' and blew a kiss 

I giggled and leaned in to connect our lips. Timothèe brought a hand to my cheek and deepened the kiss

he rolled on top of me and kissed me slowly. After a little bit of kissing, we pulled away and leaned our foreheads against one another. I felt Timothèe's curls against my face and I chuckled, loving the feeling of being so close to him 

"lets go back to bed, yeah?" Timothèe says, leaning down and giving me one more kiss before rolling us back over, pulling my body in from behind

My back hits his chest and I feel his chin rest on my shoulder, his arms snake around my waist again and he presses his body against mine 

"goodnight Timmy" I say sleepily 

"night baby" he says, giving me a kiss on the cheek, and resting his head against the back of my neck

<3

a life lived in love will never be dull