Dreamcatcher (FreenBecky)

Chapter 18: Swan

Present time...

Becca opens her eyes when she hears muffled indie music from the ground floor, indicating that the bar has opened. The girl does not immediately realize where she is and who she is with, and, blinking a little, begins to assess the situation. A smile involuntarily spreads on her lips when she begins to remember this night, and such awe and tenderness appears in her soul that she wants to shout to the whole world about it.

She feels Freen's breath on her back, her arms carefully hugging her, holding her close, and Becca feels like she doesn't need anything else to be happy right now. She has everything you could want. Freen is with her, she loves her, and she had the best night in six years with the love of her life. This night was special, perfect and so long-awaited. The broiwn-haired was convinced that perhaps this would never happen again. She was convinced that her punishment for her past mistake would be that she would love only Freen for the rest of her life and would never be able to be happy with anyone else, but it so happened that fate gave her a second chance. And so, she again shares the warmth of the same bed with her loved one, and now it seems that her mother was right. They have eternity, and it's never too late. Fate brings them together again and again...

Becca wraps her arms around the brunette's arms, which are still wrapped around her, and pulls her closer, kissing her tenderly. She still feels Freen's sniffling on her back, and this only brings another smile. She feels the rays of the sun touching her shoulders and hair, playfully playing on them. This morning is so beautiful.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Freen's sleepy and slightly hoarse voice comes from somewhere behind.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Becca answers the question with a question, closing her eyes and continuing to hug Freen's arms.

Freen smiles weakly and kisses the girl's back. Very gently, and then he rests her forehead in the neck area and continues to lie with her eyes closed, enjoying the warmth of the body opposite.

"I don't want to get up" Freen mumbles, still sleepy, hugging Becca tighter. "I want to lie like this all my life..."

"That's quite a bold proposal" the brown-haired grins, stroking Freen's palm with her thumb.

"I know" the girl behind laughs.

Becca carefully rolls over onto her back to look at Freen's sleepy face. The brunette is still lying on her side with her eyes closed, her arm thrown over Becca's stomach, smiling faintly.

"Come here" Becca whispers, pulling Freen closer to her, and she immediately obeys, diving into the girl's arms, laying her head on her chest. Kisses the collarbones and neck. Hugs tighter.

Becca hugs her back, kissing the top of her brunette's head. She squints from the morning sun, which continues to persistently hit her eyes.

"What time is our plane?" Freen asks, still laying on Becca's chest.

"We still have time to lie around a little" the brown-haired laughs.

"That's exactly what I wanted to hear" Freen smiles, and then runs one hand lower, penetrating under the sheet that barely covers their bodies.

Becca sucks in a breath and doesn't resist at all. Who said the morning has to start with coffee?

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The girls still had six hours left before departure. They packed their things, Becca still had time to settle things with the new bar. They talked with the guys, and Freen liked Archie even more. He somehow reminds her of Seth himself when she first met him. The boy is a ragamuffin. They had lunch with the guys, had a good time the last few hours, and then called a cab and headed to the airport.