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Sad thoughts
Summary: What's better than spending the sunrise in bed with your lover?
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It felt like the sun was tickling my nose when I woke up from my peaceful slumber. It wasn't long until I noticed that whatever was tickling my nose was actually a piece of hair from my beautiful boyfriend. I can't believe that I get to call THE Kook prince, Rafe Cameron mine and only mine. Saying this, even to myself, still feels weird, wrong even, but here I am, lying next to him in Tannyhill and getting to see his beautiful face and feeling his hair tickle my nose.
The room is still slightly dark but I can already see some gold peek through the cracks of the curtains. I carefully remove his arms from my body and carefully rise from bed. I walk over to the curtains that hide the doors that lead to his balcony and pull the right curtain to the side. I was right, the sun was starting to rise. I open both curtains so all the light flows into the room and crawl back into bed. I stroke a hand across Rafe's cheek and feel him stir lightly underneath my touch. He opens his right eye, a smile spreading across his face. He opens his left eye and gives me the full look on those ocean blues. He opens his arms without saying a word and I crawl back into his comforting embrace. „Why are you already awake love?" I hear him whisper.
„The sun is starting to rise:" I answer. „You wanna watch the sunset?" He asks me, smiling down at me.
„You know I'd love to but i wanna stay in bed, the rooms golden enough.
He thinks about me words for a few seconds. „Sure?" „Pinky promise."
He sits up against the headboard and stretches his arms, grabbing my hips before gently placing me in his lap.
„What would you like to do today?" He asks me.
„Nothing really, your parents aren't home so we have the whole house to ourselves, let's stay in, take a dip in the pool and watch some movies okay?" I ask him. „Sounds perfect, really." He tells me.
He leans over taking the bottle of after he placed there the night before and raises it to his lips. Once he's done he offers me some but i decline, water makes me nauseous in the morning.
He lofts me up and places me on my side, next to the edge of the bed, facing the wall. I hear him move around behind me and suddenly i feel two strong arms sling around my hips and his knees bending mine slightly. The big spoon. One of my favourite things to do. I can now see the shadows that are casted on the walls from the plants standing in the windowsill.
It feels so peaceful. So perfect. I haven't felt like this in ages, it feels surreal. I grab the hand that's lying on top of my hip and weave my fingers through his. He gives me a reassuring squeeze with his hand and exhales. „I really enjoy this, it's nice to know that this form of comfort exists for me too." Rafe whispers. My heart stops and then starts beating again. I know that Rafe's life has never been that easy, he's always been the least favourite child and his father always makes sure that he knows. I squeeze his hand before answering „This kind of comfort belongs to you and you only, it's meant for you, you know that right?" „Yes I do." He tells me, tightening his arms around me like he's afraid that I might slip from his embrace and out of his life.
When I think about someone I love getting hurt it does something with me, stirs something inside of me that I haven't yet discovered enough to get ahold of. It's something I can't control but maybe that's what im here for, maybe its my task to make sure that even the unlovable feel loved and he's the first and last to feel it. If i can love enough that it's enough for two i will make sure its equal.
Not everyone grows up in a perfect little family. Money can't buy happiness, money parts. He's calling himself a father but has never been there for his son, ever listened to his concerns. His worries. It makes me feel sick to my stomach that someone so precious and fragile needs to endure this for so long without anyone hearing them.
Something. Anything. I just can't grasp it, its slipping through my fingers and disappears in a big black void without hope for return. It breaks me, I so desperately want to find out more about this feeling but maybe I'm just too young.Maybe my parents where right, I can't control every aspect of my life, things don't go as planned. They never do.
But I know one thing for sure. This, lying in his arms was planned, its where i belong. Where i can feel safe without having to be scared of being hurt. Rafe gives me the love i never thought I would receive. I'm more tan thankful for that and i wish i could tell him how ,much he means to me but its impossible to actually put it into words.
I hear something. It snaps me out of my thoughts. Rafe is saying something to me. „Are you okay? I did not want to be so emo." I giggle. „Oh no, its fine, i just thought about something, its not important."
„Your thoughts are always important." „I know, it's nothing just everything all at once, nothing you don't already know." I turn in his arms placing a small kiss on his lips. „Come on, get up. The sun is shining and the pool must be inviting." I giggle, raising from bed, grabbing his hand and pulling him along with me.
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I haven't written anything in such long time im sorry. This is just scratch that i wrote down at 2am in the morning and turned into a fanfiction. I just couldn't sleep, I don't think ill be writing anything else anytime soon, this isn't the best and its really cringey and kitschy, my apologies. Please if you find any typos tell me, I don't have time to proofread because i should get some sleep... i might take care of them sometime! ❤️
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