Prophesied love is complicated. Even more so for two stubborn souls with the most unpredictable powers known to their world. It's fate though, so they'll definitely make it. Right?
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Ugh I really hate waking up after drinking. My head has its own damn heart beat. I groan in pain and try to move to ease the pain, but quickly realise I'm trapped where I am. Oh Grey you didn't.
Painfully squinting my eyes open, I take a quick glance at the boy in front of me and close my eyes again. How can I wake up like this two days in a row? And how did I even get him here in the first place? It might help if I actually remembered what happened last night.
I try again to move but he only pulls me closer. Opening my eyes again because I can't even think about trying to get back to sleep, I find myself watching him rest. So peaceful for once. A little pout on his face. Exactly like last time we woke up like this.
I lift my hand pushing some of the hair off his face and rest my hand lightly on his cheek. It's not until I feel him move that I realise what I'm doing. I quickly move my hand away from him, but he grabs it bringing it back to his cheek and holds it there. My breath hitches after realising he's probably been awake this whole time. But he didn't push me away, so that's a good sign at least.
"Hmm." He hums, a smile forming on his face.
I feel my face start to heat up as he slowly opens his eyes. He removes his hand from mine and places it on my cheek instead making me feel even more nervous.
"How are you feeling?" He mumbles rubbing his thumb back and forth as he looks at me in that loving way that he does.
"Like crap." I say through a slight laugh.
"You should go back to sleep."
I really do consider it for a minute, but I can't afford to skip classes for a whole day. "I wish I could, but-"
"You're always saying that." He whines, his face scrunching up into a pout yet again.
I laugh at his reaction. "Are you pouting?" I run my thumb across his pouty lips a grin forming on my own.
"You made me."
"You're such a child." I chuckle removing my hand from his face to prepare myself to leave.
He laughs with me, that gaze never leaving his eyes as he looks at me. I never thought I'd hear him laugh because of me. Now it's something I never want to lose.
"Are you gonna let me go to class?"
"Never." He dramatically pulls me into his chest mumbling the rest of his sentence. "I want to stay here forever."
"Whilst it's been lovely being suffocated by your chest, I really do need to go to class and so do you." I chuckle against his chest.
"Always ruining the mood Grey." He laughs pulling back and kissing my forehead.
