I cant live without you- A sokeefe fanfic

Rest part 2 ( POV Keefe )

A/N I hope you enjoy Keefe's POV!!!! 

              The sky was a mixture of bright fiery orange, and dark blue, turning the day into night. Foster fell asleep head on my shoulder holding my hand. I'm glad she's getting sleep, because there's no way I will. 

             So many things have been happening lately, and what I was really afraid of was the nightmares that were coming for me the second I close my eyes. Trying carefully not to wake Foster up I grabbed my journal I'd been drawing in and the pencil on top of it. Right now I was drawing  her beautiful gold flecked brown eyes down to every single detail of the perfect moment we kissed in the grove. Even with my photographic memory it didn't capture the sparks that felt like magic in that moment. In that moment knowing that I'd loved and waited for her all these years to know she felt the same made all the pain I'd felt worth it.

                I mindlessly kept drawing until there was no longer enough light too, but only enough starlight to barely see. I pushed my book and pencil to the side and scooted closer to Foster resting my head on hers. I listened to her  calm easy breathing and the rustling leaves of the panakes tree as if it was a song. Truthfully it was better than any elven music I'd ever heard, and not as strange as the human music Foster listened to. But whenever I got a chance to listen I was fascinated with her human music. I could lay here with Sophie forever and not worry about, the council, the neverseen, elysian, wars, fights, or anything else. And I probably did for at least a couple hours. 

             It was still dark probably early in the morning, probably too early for anyone to get up within at least the next 3 hours. But Foster started to shake. At first I figured she must have been cold.  I gently started to take my cape off, and by the time I'd put it on her the shaking was much worse than it should be if she was cold, and a tear ran down her face. She was having a nightmare. 

          I sent a breeze to calm her down, and start whispering to her. 

          "I love you Foster,"

           "It's okay. " 

            "You're okay."

             "I love you" 

           "Foster, it's a dream, you're ok." 

          She stopped shaking, but more tears rolled down her face. It's painful to see her like this, she's been through too  much, all of us have. It will all be over soon, at  least I keep telling myself that. Her eye's fluttered open, and I started stroking her hair. I know how real and terrifying nightmares can be, especially for Foster. And talking about it only makes it worse. 

"Wanna go for a walk?" I asked. She just nodded, and we got up. It was still to dark to see very much, but both of us could have perfectly navigated havenfield blind. We walked in a comfortable silence, with no destination in mind, for what must have been an hour. The sun had just started to come up, while 95% of the sky was still dark blue and starry.