Chapter 27. - A Wake-Up Call

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I woke up with the sun shining through the thin blinds and into my eyes. I lifted my hand to shield my eyes from the bright light and tried to get up on my elbows but was stopped by a heavy weight on me. I looked down to see Bojan's head resting on my tummy. He was laying under his duvet while completely bend over to use my stomach as his pillow. I couldn't help a smile at the sight of him. He looked so sweet and pure as he slept on me. Bojan's back followed along with his rising chest as he calmingly breathed in and out in. 

I managed to tap my phone screen on the nightstand and saw the time. There was still 3 hours til we just had to be out of the hotel room. 5 til the plain would leave. 

I began playing with Bojan's soft lang hair. Bojan had seriously the softest hair on this earth besides Jan. He apparently had this whole hair rutine, but only when his hair was short. If it was long, like right now, he didn't have one. I've never really had a hair rutine. I tried to  make a habit out of one when i was younger but would always get bored halfway through. I needed to finish every rutine i had though, because either i'll give myself 100% or 0%. Nothing in between. Which also meant that if i first got bored with a task i'd take forever to finish it because i'd postpone it for as long as possible. 

I heard Bojan groan a little and immediately regretted ever having touched him 'cause now he had woken up. Bojan lifted his head and looked around, tired as ever. When he looked down he realized he'd been sleeping on my tummy and turned his head to look at me. He turned around with half asleep eyes. 

"Sorry." He apologized for sleeping on me. His voice was all raw and deep from sleeping and his hair was very messy. Probably messier than mine. 

"You look adorable." I giggled and returned my hand to his hair. Soft like silk and thick like syrup. 

"Shut up." Bojan mumbled and moved away from my stomach to lay his head on his actual pillow. A little smile sneaked it's way onto his lips and despite his effort to hide it, i noticed it before Bojan turned him back to me to fall back asleep. 

I decided not to say anything and to enjoy this moment of Bojan getting all shy about having snuggled up with me in his sleep. I wondered if he'd done it in his actual sleep or if he'd woken up during the night and decided to cuddle up on me. Either way i didn't mind. I honestly hoped that it was in his sleep because then he'd subconsciously done it. Almost like an instinct to be with me in even his sleep. 

I scooted closer to him and wrapped my arm around his waist. I felt the bed shift, telling me he lifted his head from his pillow. 

"What are you doing?" Bojan asked me in his sleepy voice. 

"Shut up, i know you like it." I told him and nuzzled my nose and forehead against his exposed back. I felt Bojan lay his head back down and relax into my touch. My cheeks got warm and pink as a smile overtook my face. I felt like a bundle of joy. Bojan scooted a his back and ass further against me and i gave him a tiny little squeeze, just because. Bojan would deny it but i knew he scooted closer to me because of the comfort and to feel closer to me. The man loved physical touch almost as much as he loved music. It was his love language. The best love language if ypu asked me. 

Bojan's hand landed on mine. With how slow he was intertwining our fingers together i could tell he wanted so be sneaky about it. Still not admitting his love for touch. 

He finally let his fingers slide completely between mine and interlocked them. I gave his shoulder a quick peck with my lips to which Bojan gave my hand a little squeeze. 

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