Precious Virtue ✓

Chapter 10: A Mask Of Dripping Paint

Precious Virtue

Chapter X: A Mask Of Dripping Paint

[Preston's POV]

When I woke up the following morning, I opened my eyes to the sun beaming between the curtains, shining natural light into the dorm room. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, and as I tried to roll over to pick up my phone off of the ground to check the time, I immediately noticed the warm body pressed against my own, preventing me from moving.

I looked down to see Adrien fast asleep, arms wrapped around my stomach, his head laying against my bare chest. He looked so peaceful and relaxed in his sleep, and just having him cuddled up against stirred a wave of emotions in my chest. It felt comfortable, to have his body against mine, despite us being on a small ass dorm bed, but my heart was pounding.

I couldn't remember the last time we slept together like this. We haven't laid together like this since we broke up, and so I nearly forgot what it felt like. Now, I was reminded of what it felt like, and it felt like heaven. I never wanted to move from this position ever again.

Adrien stirred in his sleep. He lifted his hand to rub at his eyes, a yawn falling from his lips. He opened his eyes and squinted, appearing dazed still, his blonde hair a mess. I lifted my hand to brush my fingers through his messy hair. He blinked the sleep out of his eyes and tilted his head back, eyes meeting mine.

I smirked, "morning, sleepyhead."

"I-I...uh!" Adrien's eyes widened when he realized the position we were laying in. His cheeks flushed red almost instantly, and he quickly let go of me and sat up on the bed.

"Something the matter?" I teased, amused. Adrien cleared his throat, awkwardly brushing his fingers through his hair.

"Uh, I have no idea what you're talking about," Adrien shook his head. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh, is that so?"

"Mhmm...yup."

I hummed, resting my hands behind my head. I flexed my muscles, teasing him, smirking when Adrien's cheeks burned red.

Adrien grabbed his pillow and smacked me in the face with it. I lifted my hands seconds before the pillow could hit my face, and burst out laughing. He scoffed.

"What time is it?" Adrien asked, changing the conversation as he stood up from the bed to grab his phone off the floor. I chuckled and leaned over the bed to grab my own phone off the floor, quickly turning it on to check the time.

"9:30 AM," I replied. Adrien hummed.

"What do you want for breakfast? I bought pancake mix the other day," He said.

"What flavour?"

"Vanilla, obviously. But I bought blueberries to put in it."

"Mmmm...okay, yeah, I could definitely go for some pancakes," I chuckled, stomach growling at the thought of pancakes. Adrien smiled crookedly and nodded.

I pulled myself out of the bed. I grabbed a hoodie from my overnight bag and threw it on, before following Adrien out of his dorm room. It seemed like we were the only two awake, seeing as the lights were still off in the rest of the apartment dorm, and so Adrien had to turn on the lights on our way to the kitchen. Once there, I leaned my hip against the counter, watching as Adrien grabbed the pancake mix from one of the cupboards, plus a few other things he would need.

"Just thinking about pancakes makes me think about your mom's pancakes. God, I miss her cooking," I spoke up, watching as Adrien poured the pancake mix into a bowl, added water, and mixed it together with a whisk.