Moments I share with him are in my mind, and now I am back to the present. I finally get to see him asleep. A part of me has dreamt about this, and I have seen him sleeping before, but not for more than a few minutes because we were always surrounded by family in both places. So here there's no worry, no fear of constantly someone catching me in my act. I can just look at him and go to sleep while watching him. Mannnnnnnnnn, he looks so cute. Currently, he is sleeping straight, using his right hand to grab my fingers, and sleeping straight facing upwards, with his left hand a little apart from his body. He ain't using a blanket because the AC is off, thanks to me. His t-shirt slid up. I could see his skin a little, his waistline, and now that's my first time seeing that, and then I feel wrong, so I just gently pull his t-shirt down to cover his fair skin, which I definitely want to feel. And breathe on to give him this ticklish sensation. He kept moving a little every few minutes and left my hand too, eventually. I kept adoring his little unconscious movements, and I slept too.
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The delusional diary of a girl
RomanceThe story is told by a girl who is madly in love with a person she will never be able to have or date in real life, so she pursues him in her deceived world.
