𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝙾𝚏 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙶𝚛𝚒𝚍

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚢

~𝚈/𝙽~

The warmth of the Italian sun is burning onto my naked skin and the cooling breeze fills my lungs with oxygen. I let my eyes closed for some more seconds, enjoying the nice moment. My body feels like I am floating and I honestly never want to leave this moment. As I finally open my eyes I can see the sunlight breaking through the curtains and onto the bed, casting a cozy little atmosphere. I feel happy, more than ever.

The person I fell in love with as I was five years old admitted that he feels the same way. The tingling in my stomach, that is still prickling, feels incredible. I would have never expected to be so happy. There is nothing that could interrupt that, not any secret keeping or the thought of Lewis and Max going to be the killer command they promised Char. I need to smile, from now on I need to find cute little nicknames for him. Expect when we are in public or around my godfather and best friend. I am not really scared of Mick and especially not Seb. My brother always made little jokes about my crush, together with Uncle Micheal and Mick, but never said he doesn't like it. He more like supported it, taking me to every karting race Charles was at and if he couldn't Uncle Michael did. God, how I love them.

I turn in the warm sheets. There he lays, on his chest, hands tucked under the pillow and sleeping peacefully. His face looks calm and cute but also so hot. My mind still goes wild when I think about the fact that we did it last night. We actually did it. Everything my teenage self imagined became reality, a cute love confession and passionate sex, which I, and my younger self, would have never expected. I love him and I finally know that he feels the same.

I observe his sleeping features and can't stop smiling. He looks so peaceful and you really couldn't imagine that he can be a fight till blood driver. He looks more like bright sunshine. His nose scrunches up for a sec. I don't know if he is dreaming something or just bothered by the sun but either way it looks so cute. His steady breathes let his muscular back rise and fall nicely. Every little curve of his body is highlighted by the sun, expect for his good looking ass that is hidden by the white sheets. His legs and arms flex a bit as he adjusts his position. And as a strand of hair falls into his face I can't resist anymore and reach out. I gently brush it away while observing his lips, that still look a bit puffy from our long kisses. As I brush my thumb over his cheekbone he nuzzles his face more into my hand.

I need to chuckle, he is such a Labrador. Brown hair, soft but energetic and gets big eyes when he wants something. He murmurs as I continue to stroke over the features of his face. His soft skin, that feels like the skin of a newborn, and the stumble on his face are a huge contrast but feel 'oh so incredible'. His brown fluffy hair fit perfectly to his sculpture looking face. I mean I messed up his hair last night but that was hundred percent worth it. His eyes flutter a bit and his grumbling turns a tiny bit louder. I think I am waking him up but I just can't resist touching him. His skin and hair are just too perfect and soft to not be touched. My smile gets incredibly big and I return to brushing my thumb over his cheekbone. I can hear how he takes in some deeper breaths and nuzzle even more against my palm.

His eyes flutter again and a sweet little smile appears on his lips as his sleepy eyes meet mine. "Hey..." He mumbles with a deep voice and turns his head to give the pad of my thumb a little kiss. "Hi..." I whisper back, my smile brighter as bright, mirroring his. I love this moment. Him laying here, with a huge smile on his lips and the warmth of the sun mixing together with the heat radiating of his body. Enjoying the company and love I have longed for so long. I love him so much and it still didn't really settle in that I actually won his heart.

I let my hand slip onto his shoulder blade and trace the dips between his flexing muscles. He closes his eyes again and sighs happily. I think he likes the body contact. I prop myself up while continuing tracing his skin. He is so inviting to just cuddle yourself up against his skin. I scoop closer, pressing my side against his, while moving my pointing finger over to his right shoulder blade. He starts humming happily as I place the first of many kisses onto his back.