I studied his calm face and ran my fingers through his hair while he was still asleep. Seldom did I wake up earlier than him, but those days were bliss because I got to watch him uninterrupted.
How could he make me feel so much just by his mere presence? Why am I allowing him to break down my walls one by one and creating a space for himself in my heart?
My closed-off exterior did not come from past trauma or heartbreak; rather, it came from adulting. As you mature with age, you start expecting less and less from the world, which eventually makes us adults less perceptible to friendships.
We start enjoying ourselves in our own cocoons, but this particular boy has managed to gain my attention long enough to open up my cocoon for him.
"You're staring," he mumbled in his sexy-as-f uck sleepy voice.
"Are you complaining?"
He opened one eye as if to say, 'You're really asking me that?'
"No." He snuggled closer inside my chest, effectively taking the opportunity to bury his face in my b oobs and I chuckled at his behavior. One thing about him was that he needed touch, attention, and lots of cuddling; neither I had any problem giving.
And apparently, my t its were his most favorite part to cuddle with.
"Hate to break it to you, but if you don't get up this instant, then you will be late for college." I sighed.
His eyes flew open, and he scrambled on the bed, trying to find his specs because he could not see the time on the clock without them.
"Shit," he exclaimed and ran off to the bathroom.
"Minus one for cursing," I said to his back, and his groan was the last thing I heard before he shut the door.
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"Hey, miss," he said as I leaned against the door frame of his study room.
"Busy?" I asked, eyeing his books, sheets, and laptop.
"Very. Got a test tomorrow."
"Oh," I said, fighting a yawn, but his observative ass obviously noticed.
"You should sleep."
"It's alright. I don't mind waiting for you."
"It'll take me time."
"Then I'll wait for as long as I can before sleep takes over and I doze off on my own."
"You have work tomorrow. I'll be fine by myself, I promise," he insisted, and I gave up because I wouldn't have been able to stay awake for long either.
Me and him are polar opposites when it comes to sleeping. He could sleep at 3 am and wake up at 6 am without batting an eye. While for me, waking past 11:30pm meant too many yawns, and getting out of bed before 7:30am resulted in a sleepy day.
Basically, I could sleep forever while he refused to sleep at all, though he did not do it willingly.
"Sleep before you get too exhausted, okay?"
"Yes, miss."
I kissed his cheek, and he came to tuck me in bed. I slept even before he was out of the room.
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Busy days sucked. Sometimes I was so busy that I'd forget to check my messages. My disappearance, even for a few hours, made my sub very upset. Today was one of those days, and when I realized it, I cussed under my breath and eloped to the bathroom to text time.
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