𝙟𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙚 || 𝙥𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙫𝙞

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"may my heart be the softest place you fall, may this love be the wildest place you run"

~mallory~

the sound of constant dripping water awakes me from my slumber. i roll over with a groan and accidentally bump into something beside me. for some reason i can't remember where i am or why i'm here.

i peel my eyes open but immediately shut them again after being faced with the bright morning sun beaming down on me. there's a weight on my waist and without opening my eyes, i try to shuffle away from it.

the sun burns my eyes even though they are tightly shut. i rub them gently and try again, slowly adjusting to the light and turning over. except i almost scream and my eyes almost pop out at the sight of gavis face inches away from mine.

his eyes are shut and i take a moment to admire his face. he has flawless eyelashes, i'm almost jealous. and his nose curves ever so slightly but it suits him perfectly. i gaze at the small scar below his lip, kind of wondering how it got there.

his breaths are shallow and short, his lips slightly parted, meaning he's still in a deep slumber. i decide to let him sleep and not smack him across the face like i would find great entertainment in.

i manage to push myself up onto my elbows and gaze down at gavis arms around me like im a stuffed animal. i almost smile at how cute it is until i realize it's gavi and i roll my eyes instead.

our legs are tangled together and he's attached onto my waist with both arms like he's holding on for dear life. not to mention we are still lying in the middle of camp nous pitch.

i just remember pablo and i were talking about football and we laid down together to gaze at the stars, we must have fallen asleep.

i somehow need to wake pablo because i'm still slightly damp from the rain last night and i desperately need to wash my hair.

i look down at him sleeping and i almost feel bad for needing to wake him. "gavi." i tap his shoulder hesitantly but he doesn't budge. "gavi!" i continue to tap his shoulder but he doesn't wake up and i'm starting to get annoyed.

i decide to make it easier on him and wake him up in a nicer way. i reach my hand out hesitantly and attach it into his hair. i let my fingers play with his thin strands of light brown hair and i bend down to whisper in his ear.

"pablo." he seems to lean into my touch and i smile slightly. he mumbles something under his breath but i don't quite catch it. "what was that?"

"keep doing that." he hums in satisfaction as i massage his knotty hair with my fingers. "por favor."

"pablo you need to get up." his arms tighten around me as i whisper in his ear and i let out a small gasp of surprise.

"five more minutes." he begs, his eyes still shut.

"pablo cmon." i let my fingers pass through his locks one last time before settling my hand on the back of his neck. he looks up at me with pleading eyes and i slide my hand around to hold one side of his jaw. he stares up at me with his big hazel eyes, and i almost get lost in them.

i've been this close to pablo numerous times in my life, except in none of them i have ever been this vulnerable. my heart beats erotically in my chest as pablo gazes down at my lips, grinning against my hand.

the intimate moment only lasts a second, his eyes widen in surprise and realization and i quickly remove my hand as gavi unattaches his arms from my waist. "sorry." he mumbles, quickly standing up and dusting off his pants. i do the same.