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𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇
my love, you are worth it all

HOPE SLOWLY CAME TO, blinking her eyes, snuggling closer to her pillow

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HOPE SLOWLY CAME TO, blinking her eyes, snuggling closer to her pillow. She froze; her pillow was breathing. She slowly lifted her head, nose brushing along a neck. Her lips started tugging at the corners, turning into a smile as she was now gazing up at the sleeping form of Stiles Stilinski. His mouth was open a little, he was snoring softly, his chest was moving up and down in a steady motion. His arms were wrapped around her, one of his hands resting on the small of her back while the other was on her arm that laid across his chest.

Hope closed her eyes again and subconsciously scrunched up her nose as she buried her head further into his neck. She took in a breath, allowing his scent to take over senses. He smells like clean laundry with a hint of sweat from their excitement last night.

Stiles fidgeted, a warning sign that he was about to wake up.

She hid a smile and closed her eyes, snuggling closer to him. She felt his hands move, the one on her back taking in a handful of her shift. His other hand, the thumb started caressing her arm lightly. He smacked his lips together, blinking rapidly.

"Hmm," he hummed, craning his neck to look down at what was on his chest, his heart immediately speeding at the sight of a beautiful girl laying on him. His beautiful girl. He smiled to himself and lowered his head in an awkward angle to press a gentle kiss to the crown of her head. "I love you," he whispered, moving his head back to stare fondly at her. The hand on her back began to move, rubbing up and down in delicate movements. "This feels so surreal," he breathed out in awe. He never thought he would here with Hope.

Okay, there was one time that he slept in her bed, but this time was different. This time they admitted they like each other, that they love each other. Hell, they made out and then had dinner with his father before going to bed. Together. They're together.

Hope realized he was deep in thought and decided to 'wake up'. She yawned and stretched, pushing her body more into his, bathing in the sound of him groaning at the contact. She grinned and peaked one eye open. "Hello, handsome."

He blushed at the compliment. "Good morning, beautiful." He bent his head and nudged her face with his nose.

She giggled, crawling on top of him. He moaned, his body reacting to her on top of him. She lowered her head closer to his until their noses were almost touching. "I love you," she whispered, keeping eye contact with him. She wants him to know that she meant everything she said last night. She lowered herself slowly, bringing their lips together.

Both his his hands roamed up her back, fingers digging lightly into her shoulder blades, he closed his eyes in bliss. She hummed against his lips, moving so her knees caged him in by his hips. Her hands were by his head on each side. Moving her head back slightly, she watched as his eyes opened slightly. Both of their pupils dilated, eyes half-lidded. It was crazy how one simple kiss did this to them.

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