Captured Memories

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The next day you awoke with the worst headache of your life, with your phone ringing off the walls like crazy. It was your best friend. You began to sit up in bed, cringing at the daylight slipping through your curtains when you noticed Ben laying at the end of your bed with a throw blanket around him, a hand held game system and your laptop was huddled in his arms.

Clearly, sometime during the night Ben had invited himself to your bed, and had fallen asleep watching a video on your laptop while playing a video game. Either he had a terrible attention span, or he really likes to have background noise.  You moved out of bed carefully as to not wake him and took your phone to the other room. It was your friend, Sasha.

" Ay what cha doin this morning?" Her sweet voice asked and you yawned.

" Dying from a headache and being awoken by an angel. What cha wanting?" You asked and she giggled. You began to brew coffee as she went on to asking you to come clothing shop with her. " I'm getting ready for a date and I miss buying cute clothes with you"

She sounded pouty making you laugh as you filled up the coffee maker. Beating Ben to it for once. " What time?" You asked setting your phone on speaker so you could pull some cups down.

" Well it's 9 now so let's head out about 1? " You considered for a moment before nodding. "I can do that" she squealed and hung up, clearly excited. You finished up the coffees, setting Ben's next to your bed. After he moved in he quickly took to your Dark Link mug. It was him standing under his tree in the temple of water. One of your favorite parts from the game. You didn't mind him using it, it seemed fitting.

As you set the cup down you frowned, spotting the bruising on your wrists. " She'll say something" you hummed and began getting to work on making an outfit she wouldn't noticed your bruises coming in. You ended up deciding on a over sized, dark green sweater with some black skinny jeans.

You hoped in the shower, and you expected to hear from Ben by now, expecting to hear him open the door and slink in,  but you ended up having a rather peaceful shower for once. You exited, still in your towel to go check on him. He still laid on the bed. But this time a bit more stretched out. He was completely blissed, he had washed his face sometime before bed, so you could finally see his face more clearly. Soft, deathly pale skin, pale blond hair, and a lightly built body. You stared curiously before reaching a hand out.

You have no idea why you were doing it. But you found yourself soothing your fingers over his cool cheeks, brushing through his feathery hair, and eventually you found your thumb tracing his bottom, plump pink lip. Your face was turning redder by the second as you moved closer to look at his sleeping form. You had seen him sleep several times before, but this time he seemed so unbothered and with no stress. It was rare you'd see him like that. Just as you found yourself wondering through thoughts, you felt a sharp pain in your head again. You cringed and pulled away, placing a hand on your forehead, making your way to the bathroom for some Tylenol.

As you stood in front of the medication cabinet, pill in mouth you began to get dressed. Pulling your sweater on, swallowing the medication you quickly got the rest of your clothes, prepared your hair and face for once, and woke Ben up. You felt bad for waking the sleeping boy. But it was a must.

" Ben"

Silence, he shifted and rolled away from you, the blankets pulled tightly over him. You rolled your eyes, " Benjamin" you raised your voice slightly, shaking him, deciding to use his name in full to get a reaction. He grunted, his eyebrows furrowed together.

He rolled over onto his back, and looked at you through squinted eyes.  " What? Why are you dressed?" His voice was hoarse and scratchy, clearly hurt to speak. You handed him his still warmed coffee and he sat up, taking it in a daze and sipping on it. His blurry eyes and puffy morning face was begining to urk it's self into your cute meter. And you kinda hated it, but also found  yourself becoming okay with it too.

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