𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 - 𝐁.𝐄

thirty five - undressed

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julia.
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august 13th.

alone. i didn't wake up alone. for the first time in what felt like forever, there was someone there. she was there. she was tangled up with me under the messy and twisted sheets. her legs were knotted with mine, her toes just lightly brushing against my calf, her thighs gripping around me tightly like i was something she needed and something she didn't wanna ever let go of. her arms were draped over me lazily, but protectively. even in her sleep she refused to let me slip away. she hadn't let go of me all night, and the thought of that alone made my chest tighten with such an overwhelming amount of sweetness, something i hadn't felt in so long. it's everything i'd ever wanted. she's everything i wanted.

i could feel her warm breath against me, soft and rhythmic inhales and exhales as her little button nose presses close to my chest. with every exhale, i felt more and more like we were made to be here in this moment together. her breathing was such a tender and delicate thing. it was not quite a snore, but its power had remained under the delicacy of whisper. if you hadn't give it the time of day, you could easily miss the gentle breaths if you weren't paying attention.

her hand rested just below my breast, the fabric of my bra still there between us, but it didn't stop the rush of heat that shot through me at the memory of our night. everything we'd done. every touch. her hand was still there, just reminding.

her other hand was tucked beneath my back, holding me like she needed me close because again, she was too scared to let me go. the way she held me felt so good, the way her body clung to mine like we were meant to fit this way felt like nothing else i'd ever felt before.

i didn't want her to leave. i didn't want to leave either. i didn't even want to move. i didn't wanna risk breaking whatever had kept us like this all night. i just wished we could stay like this forever, frozen in this moment where everything felt right.

but, of course, like all moments, it began to slip away as she began to stir awake beside me, forcing me to come back to reality. her body shifted slightly, a soft coo escaping her lips as she squinted against the sunlight peering in through my window, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

she was still resting against me, her weight comfortable and familiar, and i couldn't help but bring my hand up to gently trace my fingertips against the line of her jaw. it was a gentle, soothing gesture, something to keep her closer for just a little longer, as if i could keep the real world at bay for a bit longer.

she let out a soft grunt, still half-asleep with her head nestled against my chest as she blinked up at me, her eyes searching mine like she was checking if i was still there or if this was all real. when she realized i was awake too, a small, sleepy smile spread across her lips. "morning," she whispered, her voice raspy and sweet while breaking the quietness and stillness of the morning.

i smiled back softly, my heart swelling at the sound of her voice and at my own realization that this wasn't a dream. this really happened. here she was, in my bed, tangled up with me, after everything. "morning, bils," i whispered back, my thumb gently continuing its gentle brushes along the sharp edge of her jaw, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my touch.

she pushed herself up a little, propping her head up on the pillow so she could look at me more clearly. the covers slipped up over her chest, hiding the bare skin i had worked on the night before. "sleep well?" she asked, her voice still heavy with her sleepiness, her eyes half-lidded as she blinked at me and brought her hand up to rub those pretty blue eyes again.

i couldn't help but smile, to genuinely smile. "the best," i told her, and i meant it. i hadn't slept that well in ages, not until last night, not until i had her next to me, not until she woke up in my arms.