It Hurt's Instead

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I hear the shower turn off which wakes me up.

Mila walks out in only a towel as she tries finding clothes.

"Strip tease in the morning?" I chuckle

"Don't flatter yourself" she smiles

I can see the little smile on her lips through the mirror.

I sit up in bed just watching her every move.

She's been off ever since I got back from the hospital.

Though it was only yesterday.

She just seems like something is on her mind.

She sits down on the edge of the bed before flipping her hair to her left shoulder.

I move closer towards her placing a kiss on her neck.

"What's up with you?" I ask wrapping my arms around her waist

"Nothing's wrong"

"Mhm"

"What's mhm for?" She asks

"No, no nothing honestly"

"Vincent"

"Mila"

I can her giggle as she looks at the mirror facing us.

"Why have I never seen that mirror before?" She questioned

"Because it's always covered, though now it's not I'll have to put it to use"

I can already see the wheels are turning in her little head.

"You better get dressed anyways" I grin finally pulling away from her

"If I could get away with not wearing anything and staying in bed all day I would"

"Well you won't see me complaining"

She laughs falling back on the bed covering her face.

I grab a top and jeans nothing really special.

Though considering the house has been finished apart from furniture and shit.

I was planning on heading over there at some point to see everything.

"You leaving your shirt unbuttoned?" She questioned

"Depends if you button it up or not" I smirk

"Button it up?"

"Well if it bothers you, you can always do something about it"

"Oh it doesn't bother me I just don't want anyone looking at what's mine"

"Looking at what's yours?" I repeat questioning

She sits up and stands up before walking over towards me keeping one hand on the towel.