Life is better with you! (remastered) (G/T story)

Be There For Me

It's warm. Really warm. Like I'm wrapped up in a fluffy blanket or surrounded by big plush pillows that radiate heat, warm. There's also a clean scent, like fresh sheets coming out of the the dryer. The beating of what sounds like a low based drum vibrates through my body. It feels like I'm rising and falling with gentle and slow waves as well.

I can't remember exactly where I am, but I don't want to leave. This is heaven.

I try rolling onto my back and bump into something large, plump, and soft. I let out a soft groan and open my eyes.

"What the..." My brain can't comprehend what's in front of me.

It's too dark for me make out what it is. All I can tell is that it's a light skin color and curved. I press my hand against the soft mound. The thing melds perfectly between my fingers.

This seems familiar.

I continue to touch the squishy thing in front of me as my brain searches through my memories.

The pounding of the drum picks up, a sharp inhale fills the air, and I rise with the so called wave.

Its clicks like a puzzle piece now.

My own heart begins to pound and a heavy blush forms from my neck to the tips of my ears. My hand slowly pulls away as my entire body trembles with shock and embarrassment.

I remember now.

"Idiot..." I grumble slapping my palm against my forehead.

A window of light slowly seeps in through the dark crevice. I crane my neck upward and see two fingers coming down and plucking me up like I'm a stuffed animal in a claw machine.

Light consumes me for a moment, blinding me. I'm placed on something cooler, but not as soft as before. My eyes finally adjusting.

I'm back on the pillow and now see the huge face of the chestnut haired girl that is my owner supposedly.

Samantha.

"You're awake." She says gently, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. It doesn't hide the dusted blush of her cheeks though.

"Y-yeah, I'm awake..." I can feel the heat rising on my face. "Erm, sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable."

"Y-you didn't." Samantha answers with a stammer.

For the first time there's awkwardness in the air. I think she was hoping I didn't acknowledge the awkward moment.

We try to look anywhere but at each other. I easily notice the girl is in her sleepware and try not to stare at the exposed cleavage.

"So... did you sleep well?" Samantha asks, trying to get rid of the awkwardness between us.

My eyes trail back up to Samantha's face. Her body radiating warmth and comfort. "Yeah, I did. It was probably the best sleep I've had in years."

Samantha hums. "I'm glad my boobs are good something other then being ogled at."

I've been caught staring... again.

I feel as though its a dig at me and try to clear things up. "Sorry! I just have a hard time-"

The giant girl giggles. It makes my heart flutter, seeing her smile and having such a sugar indusing sound escape her lips. No wonder I fell so hard for her.

"I'm just teasing, Caesar."

"Oh..." I mumble.

I let my eyes wonder the room and notice the night sky in the window. I slept the rest of the day away. I don't regret it honestly. I needed that nap so badly after all that emotional turmoil surfaced in a matter of what felt like seconds, I needed Samantha to comfort me.