Interlocking (Merhayes)

Missed things

Cormac's POV:

I wake first, the sun is just rising, a small breeze coming through the cracked window, Meredith lays with her head on my chest. I smile looking down at her. She looks beautiful as always but there's this new glow to her. Her breathing is even and deep still indicating she is still asleep.

I can't help but think this is exactly what I want every day. To make earth shattering love, then wake up with her in my arms. In my bed. Just with me. I hurt in the days shes not with me. When I sped the night alone in my bed it seems cooler, empty, lonely.

I long to look at her, to watch her sleep- which she hates. To watch her with my children with her children. I want nothing more than to take the next step in our relationship but I know she'd be scared. I don't blame her because I too am scared.

While I live Meredith and our relationship there's this small part that can't help but wonder if she'll just up and leave one day. If she'll wake up in my arms and realize I'm not what she wants anymore.

The roar of thunder shakes me from my thoughts. "You're loud" is mumbled against my chest.

"I'm loud?" I question with a smile. "Meredith, my love, I know I can get pretty hungry sometimes but that... that was thunder not my stomach dear." With that she smiles sleepily shushing me before nuzzling her face into my bare chest. 

She tends to do that. Nuzzling thing. It's away she shows her love I think. She'll nuzzle any part of my body. It's almost like her form of a kiss. I wrap my arms around her tighter. She lies completely atop me now, one of my hands rest on her back, the other playing with her hair.

A crash if thunder louder than the one before rattles through the air, She must have dozed back off because with the loud sound she jumps, gasping. I tighten my arms around her again, rubbing her back. "It's okay... just thunder." I say thinking back to the night in the hotel when we were quarantined.

We've come so far since then. So many milestones have happened in our relationship, things to the naked eye would seem non-sentimental however for us? They are so so important. A crash of thunder is heard again, and again Meredith jumps. I smile leaning down slightly to press my lips against her forehead.

"Mer... you're okay." I squeeze her lightly feeling her relax against me before she nods. Never did I think -hope sure, think no- that day in the hotel would be spent months later with her in my arms in our bed. With her in my house, saying I love you, laying naked together after a night of earth shattering love making, yet I wouldn't change a thing.

Meredith's POV:

I lie awake now, not much has been said. Little sounds surround us, the rain hitting the roof, and windowpanes like a stick would hit a drum, Cormac's heart beating in my ear like a bunnies foot would thump the ground, deep breaths are shared between us like the wind on the beach.

It's quiet, soft. I realize I miss this. This just laying, being in each other's presence. Cormac and I spend so much time having sex, making love, fucking if you want to call it that. My old therapist would say to stop having sex and honestly for the first time I think I'd have to agree. Speaking of therapist I should start seeing one again.

Cormac's deep tone shakes me from my thoughts "So... you are scared of thunder storms after all?" I laugh at that shaking my head against him. We both lie naked still having made no effort into moving at all never mind to redress.

"I am not scared of thunderstorms!" I say through a laugh. He shakes his head as I look up at him. My hand resting on his chest by my face, my hair a mess for sure. But his hand reaches out brushing back my hair, moving to cup my cheek. He just looks at me, stares really and for a moment I think he's gonna kiss me but he makes no move to.

"You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen in the world" he breaks our silence. I smile at that. "Thank you." It's a whisper at the end.

"Mm... you're most definitely scared of thunder" we both smile as our lips lock in a soft and slow kiss.

"No I am not. I was unconscious the first time and asleep the second. It doesn't count."

"Oh it absolutely does count." Cormac teases. So he may be a little bit right I might be scared of thunder. "Why's it matter if I have you to hold me now?" I question laying my head back on his chest. A bolt of lightning strikes right outside the window lighting the room.

"Unless you plan to leave anytime soon..." my voice becomes small, quiet, reserved and my words hang in almost a questioning tone.

"Look at me." Is all he responds with, pushing me off of him, to the side he sits up, sitting Indian style in front of me. "Mer look at me." I stay where I am unable to meet is gaze.

AUTHORS NOTE:
Write this in less than 30 minutes... idk where I'm going with this sorry and have no plan so... ideas? Didn't proof read and this has some foreshadowing. Cliffhangers are becoming my thing.