Angustifolium {LingOrm}

CH-40

When Orm's eyes opened the next morning, it was because of a loud snore from Linglin. Lingling, who was her small spoon currently.

Orm chuckled. Lingling wasn't usually a loud snorer, but maybe she was in a really deep sleep right now. Orm snuggled closer, letting her hand creep up Lingling's waist and caress her breast. She held it and closed her eyes again, breathing in the soft scent of Lingling's shampoo.

This was it. This was what she chose last night. When Lingling asked her to move in, and she said yes, she chose this exact moment- of waking up to the blonde in her arms, for every day of the foreseeable future.

And so far, the decision gave her butterflies. The same kind of butterflies she would feel at the very beginning of their story when Lingling would walk into her store, and she got to look into those blue eyes even if just for a few minutes.

Orm placed soft kisses at the nape of Lingling's neck. She was so in love with the woman. She couldn't wait for them to start living together. Maybe they would have the conversation today- about whose house they're moving into, and maybe they could start shifting things tomorrow.

Orm lifted her head on her hand, supported by her elbow digging into her pillow, and stared around her room. This room could be theirs now. Orm was ever so open to the idea of making room for Lingling here, in her life.

She stared at the wardrobe. She thought about her clothes arranged besides Lingling's, she thought about how some of Lingling's clothes would be hers for the taking too. She thought about wearing more ofLingling's shirts to sleep. 

She thought about opening her underwear drawer to also see Lingling's trusty boy shorts and briefs. She then thought about why she'd only ever seen Lingling in boy shorts and briefs, and if she owned other styles or lingerie, why hadn't Orm seen it on her yet. She made a mental note to find out.

Orm was smiling to herself at the visuals in her mind, of Lingling's motorcycle Korn parked in her garage right beside her cars, ofLingling's sneakers placed next to hers, of Lingling's things adorning her living room. Orm wanted this. She wanted her home to be embedded withLingling's things so much so that you couldn't tell one from the other.

Lingling stirred awake, and slowly turned her face to find Orm smiling to herself

"Hey" she said groggily

"Teerak... Sawadee khaa" Orm said, leaning in and kissing her forehead

"Good morning birthday girl" Lingling said with the sweetest smile, her eyes closed again,

"What time is it?" Lingling asked, placing her hand over Orm's on her breast.

"It's 10 am" Orm said, "Do you have to be at work?"

"Nope. I'm all yours today, princess"

Orm chuckled "Somehow that sounds condescending yet cute"

"Shut up" Lingling turned and kissed Orm's lips, pushing her to lay back, and hovering over her, to pamper her with all the love this morning.

"You were snoring" Orm said between kisses

"Woops, I'm sorry" Lingling said

"That's okay"

"You say that now. What if, now that we're gonna be living together, you get bothered by it eventually?" Lingling asked.