mixed feelings // dreamnotfound

Part 7: Distraction

Sunday, December 12th

I slowly place my right hand on the back of George's neck and lean back onto the sand. He moves with me as I close my eyes. 

I let the moment consume me completely, George's gentle touch, his soft lips, his body so close to mine. 

I want more of him.

I slowly let my tongue enter his mouth, and he accepts it carefully. 

He places his left hand next to me on the sand to steady himself as his other hand slips to behind my neck. 

He softly kisses over and down my cheek, his hair tingling my forehead slightly. 

His soft lips reach my neck, and I feel his tongue touch my skin. He starts to kiss me with more force. 

I move my arm around his waist to bring him closer, and he moves with me easily. 

My neck starts to sting, but it doesn't bother me. I would stay in this moment forever if I could, just him with me. 

I run my thumb over his bottom lip as he looks back up at me, our lips less than an inch apart. 

I feel his hot breath on my lips, and caress his cheek as I pull him closer one more time. 

He smiles warmly as our lips reconnect, and I feel my hand accidentally sliding underneath the thin fabric of his t-shirt. He doesn't flinch. 

He makes me feel safe, a sort of safe I haven't felt in years. Our lips pull away for the final time, both of us catching our breath. 

His hot breath on my skin makes me smile slightly, and he returns the expression. 

He slowly lifts his hand away from my neck and uses it to push himself up. 

I sigh, disappointed that the moment ended. I stretch my arms out behind me and lean onto them as I slowly come back into a sitting position. 

Neither of us say a word, and I see a slight trace of a smile on his lips as he stands up to leave. 

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I open my front door, finally back from a long night. Patches isn't here, but I assume she went to sleep with Sapnap. 

I walk over to the kitchen and check the time on the microwave.

5:48 A.M. 

I make my way back to the living room and fall onto the couch, not having enough energy to walk up the stairs. 

To my surprise, I fall asleep in minutes. 

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I wake up to Sapnap making something in the kitchen, and slowly pick up my phone. 

I scroll through my notifications, not finding anything particularly interesting. 

I stand up slowly, feeling a slight headache. I make a mental note to take a painkiller later. 

I make my way into the kitchen, Sapnap looking up immediately as I enter. 

"Hey, sleeping beauty," he snickers, "sleep well?"

I chuckle as I open a cabinet, taking out some cornflakes and pouring them into a bowl. I feel a sore throat forming, and start to recall the events from last night. 

I look at the microwave to check the time.

1:21 P.M.

I pour some sugar and milk into the bowl and sit down across from Sapnap after grabbing a spoon.