From london to Istanbul/Kenan Yildiz

oops it was a dream Part 19

Kenan's pov

I didn't want to push her, so we just kissed, making out softly until I noticed she was starting to drift off to sleep. I handed her one of my oversized t-shirts. As she undressed, she needed help with her dress; I unzipped it for her. She looked so cute and gentle, clearly exhausted. Once we changed, we lay down on my bed, and I wrapped my arms around her as we quickly fell asleep.

But in the middle of the night, I felt Amelia start to move and heard her murmuring something. At first, I thought she was having a bad dream, but then she murmured my name several times, followed by soft moans, asking me to go harder.

I couldn't help but laugh quietly; Amelia was truly something else, something unbelievable. I'd never experienced anything like this before. I felt honoured, but also a bit awkward, unsure of what to do next.

I decided to wake her up gently. When she opened her eyes, she looked confused, and I couldn't help but smirk.

"Mhm, love, what are you dreaming about? Us? Or especially about me?"

She realized that I understood what she had been dreaming about and that I had heard everything. Her cheeks instantly turned red.

"Ah, I... I didn't mean it! I'm sorry, oh, this is so awkward. I don't know how it happened."

"Hey, love, don't hide your face in your hands. It wasn't awkward; it was cute. I'm really honored that it was me in your dream. It's okay, love!" I reassured her, trying to calm her down.

She looked at me with wide eyes. "Kenan, I'm still sorry."

"Oh, my dear, you don't have to be. We aren't responsible for our dreams, so it's okay. I've had precious dreams about you too, and it's normal. Please don't close yourself off from me."

"You did?" she asked, surprised.

"Mhm, I did, love. You know, some dreams do come true. Half of what I dreamed about you already has, and I'm not ashamed to tell you right to your face that I've had dreams just like you had now. I've also imagined making love to you, showing you how good it can feel, not just making out. But I was afraid I was the only one who wanted this."

"Oh, now you know, Kenancım, you're not alone then," Amelia said with a shy smile. I pulled her closer, wrapping my arms around her again as she laid her head on my chest.

"Amelia, I would make love to you one day, even though we don't have much time together, but only if you want to. I understand if—"

"You'll be my first in this too," she interrupted shyly.

Hearing Amelia's confession made my heart skip a beat.I looked down at her, her face half-buried in my chest, and felt an overwhelming tenderness wash over me. She was trusting me with something so intimate, something she had held onto for so long.

"Amelia," I whispered, brushing a strand of hair away from her face, "I never want you to feel pressured by me. This is something special, and it should only happen when you're truly ready. I don't care about the timing or anything else—only that you feel comfortable and happy."

She nodded, her cheeks still flushed with a mix of embarrassment and something else, something deeper. I could see the uncertainty in her eyes, but also a spark of trust and affection. I wanted to protect that spark, to make sure she never regretted sharing this with me.

"I want you to know," I continued, my voice low and sincere, "that being with you, just like this, is more than enough for me. You're the most important thing in my life right now, and I'll never do anything to jeopardize that."

Amelia looked up at me, her eyes searching mine as if she were trying to find something—reassurance, maybe, or confirmation that I truly meant what I said. I gave her a soft smile, letting her know that I was being completely honest.

"Thank you, Kenan," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "It means a lot to me that you understand.But I want it truly ,with all of my heart"

I kissed her forehead gently, pulling her closer into my embrace. "Always," I murmured against her hair.

We lay there in silence for a while, just holding each other. The room was quiet except for the sound of our breathing, and I felt a sense of peace settle over us. Whatever happened next, I knew we would face it together. I was ready to wait for her, to be patient and to cherish every moment we shared, no matter how small.

Eventually, I felt her breathing slow, her body relaxing against mine as she drifted back to sleep. I stayed awake for a little while longer, just watching her, feeling grateful that she was here with me.

As I closed my eyes, I couldn't help but think about how much my life had changed in such a short time. Amelia had come into my life like a whirlwind, and I knew there was no going back. She was it for me—my future, my everything. And I would do whatever it took to make sure she knew that every single day.