¿ɪꜱ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀʟʟ ʀᴇᴀʟ? ✰𝔸𝕝𝕖𝕩 𝕋𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝟙-𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤

✰. 14

Amarte a la Antigua

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Early morning today, Alex awoke in his bed quite satisfied from his sleep as during the night, he dreamt of you. With his eyes still closed, he extended his arm to his right side in hopes to find your still sleeping body. He raised a brow and opened one eye when there was nothing there. The covers have been moved and the curtain has been pulled to the side. Pookie is missing!

He sat up and rubbed his eyes to get rid of the sleep. He looked again just to make sure his mind wasn't playing tricks on him. He frowned slightly when he saw an empty space in his bed. Alex knew you were downstairs probably getting something to eat or drink. He pulled the rest of the covers off of him and made his way downstairs.

As he suspected, you were sitting on a chair eating strawberries while scrolling through social media or talking to friends. He leaned against the wall, waiting to see how long it would take for you to notice he was there. It went on for a couple of seconds before you got a voice message from your friend. You put your phone to your ear and as you did so, you looked up and found Alex just standing there half awake.

You were frightened by the sudden scare of how quiet he was, but it soon turned to laughter as you saw his very messy hair. "Well morning. Nice hair by the way."

He made his way to the front of the fridge and looked at his reflection through the shiny material. Indeed his hair looked like a birds nest. He clicked his tongue and ran his hands through it. You pushed a chair out with your leg and told him to sit next to you.

He sat down and tried his best to not fall asleep. Through his blurry vision, he stared at you and the strawberries. You seemed to notice that and wordlessly brought the delicious red fruit to his mouth to which he slowly yet gladly ate.

"Why are you up so early?" He mumbled and suppressed a yawn.

"I don't know. Last night I saw strawberries in your fridge and I wanted some in the morning," You replied as you gave him your last strawberry.

He declined it with a shake of his head and pushed you hand to yourself so you can eat it. Once the last strawberry was gone, you stood up to throw away the paper plate. Alex stood up as well, behind you, and pressed himself against you on the counter. He wrapped his arms around your waist and gave you a kiss on the cheek.

"Sleep with me, please?" He wasn't fully awake to understand what he said.

You were a little flustered at the bold sentence, but understood what he was trying to say, "Sure, if only you let go of m-"

You let out a surprised gasp as you felt yourself being turned around and picked up. He had his arms wrapped around the back of your thighs and he walked up the stairs carefully. You put your hands on his shoulders for stability and heard him kick the door open. Once inside the room, he laid you down gently on the bed and crawled up slightly to lay his head on your heart.

He pressed a chaste kiss on your beating heart and mumbled, "You woke up too early. Sleep for another hour or two."

You remembered the words he uttered earlier, "I'll sleep with you, but only for a little bit."

"Hm, that would be lovely," he moved more up and tried to make a move on you, but you pushed his face away gently.

"Not like that you moron," you chuckled.

He sighed in defeat, "Not fair."

You felt a little bad and ended up being held by him. His shoulders relaxed and started to drift back to sleep as he was tired from waking up early for no reason. You saw this and decided to might as well continue sleeping.