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Chapter 22. - The Third Warning Sign

Tuva's POV: 

I woke up with my arms around Bojan. That's not how i fell asleep, was it? I lifted my head to see how we were lying in bed together. I was spooning him as his back was pressed against me, my thighs against his, back against my belly and breasts. My hand - which was holding his waist - was held by his and the other was dead. I couldn't feel it. Bojan was lying on top of it. I guess i needed to get a new arm. 

However no matter how dead my arm was i didn't want to move one bit. I didn't want to risk waking this adorable, sleeping Bojci in my embrace. Bojan was in a deep sleep. Completely gone in another dimension. He looked like a peaceful child. Something about his sleeping state was so calming and soothing. I traced my fingers - of the living arm - along his arms and back. His skin was so smooth and warm. I began drawing small shapes and circles on his body. 

It felt so good to have  Bojan in my embrace instead of being in his, for once. It felt really nice to be the domestic one, even just for this small moment. There was something so intimate about lying here with him, this boy. This boy wasn't even facing me and yet i had an immense feeling - a kind of attachment to him - and i never wanted to let go of him. I never wanted him hurt or feel a single burden in his life. A desire to protect him swallowed me whole. 

I leaned in to kiss Bojans shoulder. I made sure it was soft, slow and gentle as to not wake him up. 

After some time Bojan ended up turning around, giving me the chance to snatch my arm back. Almost immediately i could feel blood rushing thought my veins and through my arm. Bojan was still fast asleep. Completely undisturbed and left untouched from all the horror in the world. One side of his face was smooshed on his pillow, the other had marks on it form his pillow. Bojan's hair completely covered his face. It'd gotten so long that by now he was using sunglasses regularly as a headband. 

I gently stroked his hair out of his face and continued to rest my hand on his cheek. As i ran my thumb over his facial features i could feel the marks from the bed. Bojan's eyelashes looked so pretty. The morning sun lit up the room and despite my hatred for mornings, waking up next to Bojan made them a whole lot better. The soft light made Bojan look so... wonderfully breathtaking. 

I think 5 minutes or something went by before i noticed Bojan cracking a small smile. It was a very contagious me. He didn't open his eyes though. 

"I could get used to this." Bojan said. 

"How long have you been awake?" I asked him softly. 

"For about half an hour." He smirked, proud that he pulled off a sleeping facade. I smiled at his words. Bojan had enjoyed my touch so much that he'd literally just been lying completely still - with the exception of a single turn - afraid that if he moved, i'd stop touching him. I smiled and gave his nose a little kiss. Bojan's smile only grew with the action. He then lifted his own hand and put it on the back of my head. His fingers played with my hair. 

"You look very pretty." I complimented him. A look of happiness filled his eyes. 

"So do you. Pretty as always." I let my hand find his hair once again and played with it. 

Then Bojans eyes travelled from my hair, down to my shoulders and neck and for some reason his happy, joyful smile faltered. Why, i didn't know. 

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