Ramin Karimloo imagines and one-shots

One-Shot #31

As the morning sunlight filtered through the window, I groggily rubbed my eyes and sat up, stretching my arms out with a yawn.

I then reached over to lay my hand on Ramin's arm, but I was only met with a wrinkled bedsheet instead.

Confused, I glanced over to the bedroom door, which was slightly ajar, and I got up to investigate.

I slowly walked out and kept my footsteps soft in case Ramin was asleep elsewhere.

When I reached the kitchen, I found him standing by the window, looking out while drinking a cup of coffee.

The sun perfectly framed his silhouette like he was an angel, and my heart skipped multiple beats at the sight.

"Wow," I whispered, quickly covering my mouth when I realized I had said it out loud.

He glanced at me over his shoulder and smiled, the edges of his eyes wrinkling.

"Good morning, my love," Ramin greeted. "I hope I didn't wake you up."

The way he said it made me melt on the inside, and goosebumps formed on my skin within seconds.

"No need to worry," I smiled. "I'm not complaining, especially with how handsome you look right now."

"I thought I was always handsome," he mocked playfully.

I rolled my eyes and chuckled.

"You know what I mean."

Ramin set his coffee down and came over to me with a soft look in his lovely eyes.

His arm wrapped around my waist as he pushed me closer and rested our foreheads together, rocking us in a slow dance without any music.

"It's been a while since we've had some 'alone' time," Ramin murmured, pressing a kiss on the tip of my nose. "This is nice."

I hummed in response and rested my face in the crook of his warm neck.

"Come back to bed, please," I whispered against his skin. "It's lonely without you."

As soon as I finished my sentence, Ramin scooped me up with ease and walked back into the bedroom, kicking the door closed behind him.

He gently set me down, then flopped onto his back like the playful boy he was.

Ramin struck a dramatic pose and gave a charming wink, which made me laugh out loud.

"You are such a doofus," I shook my head. "Did you ever grow up from childhood?"

He squinted his eyes in thought before replying with, "Only in height, my dear."

"Obviously," I smirked.

Ramin laid his head on my lap with a smile, and I gently stroked my fingers through his raven-black hair.

"Anything you want to do today?" 

"Not really," he shrugged. "It's too cold out, and I'm perfectly content right here."

"So, in other words, you want to be lazy?" I asked teasingly.

"Yes," he replied with a firm nod.

"Okay."

I then leaned down and pressed a kiss on Ramin's forehead, cradling his face in my hands as his eyes closed in relaxation.