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𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑩𝑬𝑳𝑶𝑵𝑮𝑻𝑶𝑴𝑬.
❤︎︎
Sofia fluttered her eyes open to see Nicholas by her side. He was sleeping peacefully, his chest rose and lowered. She couldn't help but stare at him. His messy hair did something to her. She couldn't help but bring her fingers to his hair. She ran them through his dark brown locks, gently massaging his scalp.
"Sofia..." he whispered before pulling her closer, they were face to face. Nearly centimeters from each other, his eyes still closed. "Good morning, I hope you slept well." Her thoughts of last night clouded her mind. Her hangxiety was going to be the death of her.
"You smell so good." He murmured into her skin, she giggled before turning over to look at the clock on his nightstand. "Stay still.." He pulled her even closer, taking her in. "It's 1pm Nick, I have to get ready for my runway." She whispered, caressing his cheek with her thumb. He hummed in response, she groaned as she tried to pry his hands off her.
"10 more minutes." He kept his grip on her, nuzzling his face into her chest. She groaned as she gave into him. "Nick..." She mumbled, looking down at his sleepy figure. "Mmm." he hummed, moving his head a bit to get more comfortable.
"Did I do anything crazy last night, I blacked out but I couldn't help it, the cosmos were so good." She explained, a pout forming on her lips.
"Other than beg me to let you sleep over, no." He responded into her neck, causing vibrations through her body. "So that was it?" Sofia said, knowing she could be an absolute mess when she blacks out.
"Yes, Sofia." He spat, giving her tummy a rub and kissing her shoulder, all while his eyes were still locked shut. She laid with him for a few minutes, rubbing his back and then massaging his scalp once again. She liked this, she wouldn't mind spending the rest of her days doing just this.
After a while she shook Nicholas to wake him up. She had to go, even though it pained her. Work always comes first.
"Sofia leave me alone." He murmured, causing a giggle to escape from Sofia's lips. "I really have to go, I even gave you an extra 20 minutes, my dad is going to kill me." She whispered out, he rose his head and slowly opened his eyes. "So now he is your dad." He spat, a smile creep on her face, knowing he clocked her. She rolled her eyes playfully before responding.
"Okay shut up but seriously, he is like my manager, he is the one who sets up all my gigs. He wants to make me a star." She explains, drawing shapes into his back with her finger.
"I can make you a star." He says, his face as serious than ever. Sofia tilted her head as she looked down at him.
"What do you mean?"
"I have a lot of connections, probably more than that motherfucker does." He adjusts himself, now he is face to face with her. He also tilted his head a bit at her, before smiling slightly. "I can really make you the star that you want to be."
