Mine (Part III) - Nolou/Uglydolls Fanfic

22 | Morning After

It was the morning after. And I was awake first. Like usual.

Nolan lay beside me, facing my direction. He looked so pretty even with messy hair and the little stream of drool spilling out the corner of his mouth. 

I stared softly at him and moved the hair out of his face. He turned his head away from my touch and moaned lightly. It made my heart skip. I retrieved my hand and admired him with just my eyes. I was so lucky to have him and yet I was being so selfish the night before. Maybe it wasn't anyone's fault. But it was the way I reacted that concerned me. I could only hope he wasn't scared of me. That he still knows that I would never hurt him intentionally. With my hands or otherwise.

I sighed and pulled him closer to me by his waist. I held him gently and pet his soft brown hair. He frowned at first with eyes still closed. But after a second, he cuddled closer into my chest. 

The sun outside finished leaving the ground and shot out its rays through the window. One of the slim rays of sun made a line across Nolan's bare legs. I covered them with a blanket  to hide them from the harsh sun.

My fingers ran through his hair one last time before he began to blink and sigh. He looked up at me with his eyes of green and purple. He looked at my face and then down to the scar on my chest. 

"Good morning."

I said softly so I wouldn't scare him. He smiled and rubbed his eyes.

Nolan: "Morning...."

He whispered and rolled onto his back. He covered a yawn and then stretched his arms. His arms rested on his face and it seemed like maybe he fell back asleep again. The morning light made him appear angelic.

He suddenly looked at me again. I smiled at his sleepy expression.

Nolan: "It wasn't a dream..?"

His white t-shirt had stretched from his sleep and exposed his left shoulder. He looked so pretty and feminine. 

"What wasn't a dream?"

Nolan: "Last night..."

"No.. that was real."

I felt guilty again. 

"Are you feeling okay..?"

He nodded and sat up. He stretched his arms again and then leaned closer to me. He caressed my face and smiled.

Nolan: "I'm just a little sore. But I'm okay."

I smiled back and tilted my head into his hand. He looked over at the clock and realized that it was still early.

"Do you work today?"

Nolan: "No..."

"Do you want me to make you something? Or do you want to sleep more?"

I had a feeling it would be the second option. He fell back into the pillows and rolled closer to me. I smiled and touched his face.

"Can I kiss you?"

He simpered and said a soft "yeah" in response.

I leaned into him and our lips were drawn to each other automatically. It was one of those slow, simple kisses. The kind that only lasts a second and yet it feels like forever.  

He hugged me tightly and smiled.

Nolan: " Thank you for taking care of me after.. No one's done that for me before."

For some reason, that made me so sad. I held him close to me and sighed. We shared our warmth under the blankets and suddenly he was asleep again. I wondered if maybe he wasn't feeling well after all. I checked him for a fever. But thankfully, he didn't have one. I smiled and remembered how he was never really a morning person like I was.