It was the next morning and you laid cuddled up beside Ajax like every morning, each time you glanced down at him you felt your heart flutter a bit and you felt a lot more human.
Like you had a soul.
Like you weren't being used as a weapon of war, like you weren't a Harbinger, like you were...
You.
As a person.
You twirled his hair in between your fingers, combing through his messy ginger locks as you felt his face nuzzle against your neck.
You smiled to yourself, wanting to stay in this position forever yet you knew that unfortunately that wasn't possible, and that anytime within the next half an hour you had to get out of bed, and go out.
So you savoured every single moment of it. Holding him tighter in your embrace like you could never let go of him.
Yet who would've expected, The Tsaritsa's right hand, all soft and cute.
His eyelashes fluttered open, taking in his surrounding in his tired half asleep state. He looked at you and smiled, making eye contact.
You played it off by rolling your eyes and pulling a face of disgust to hide your smile.
He chuckled, "Don't act all disgusted y/n.. you know you like it really."
He closed his eyes once again, cuddling closer against you, so both of your bodies were pressed up against each other.
"Shut up.. don't get too ahead of yourself." You furrowed your eyebrows in fake disgust, even though you did indeed secretly like it.
"Mhm.. whatever helps you sleep at night y/n, though it's probably me." He smirked, his eyes still closed.
You raised your eyebrows and was speechless for a moment, how is he so cocky even though he just woke up??
You cleared your throat, "I think it's more of the other way round."
He chuckled once again, "Yep, that probably is true. What can I say though? Your comfortable."
"Mhmm, okay."
"Let's stay like this for a few more minutes, yeah?" He said.
You nodded in agreement, closing your eyes once again.
It was going to be much longer than a few more minutes though.
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𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 - c.tartaglia
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