𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗔𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ☏︎

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TW: SA!!!

DAMIEN

Waking up to my girl by my side is something I could get used to. Her leg is thrown over mine and her arms are wrapped around my chest, her long lashes fan down her face, she looks fresh as a rose even when asleep.

I manage to sit up with my back against the headboard, and Nevaeh's eyes flutter open, then look right at me. She rubs her eyes, then pushes herself up.

"Morning, soleil." I whisper. She stretches out and smiles at me. Damn, she's so beautiful when she smiles. I go to peck her on the lips, but she moves away. "What's wrong?" I ask.

She makes a gesture with her hand, I think she's trying to tell me that we have to brush our teeth first. True. But I can't really get up.

She rolls out of bed and stands up, revealing her wearing a shirt of mine, a plain white tee. And she's not wearing anything under, because when she turns around, her nipples poke through the fabric.

She clicks her fingers in my face, redirecting my attention back to her eyes. "Eyes up here."

"You gonna brush my teeth for me or what?" I ask.

"No, I'm going to get you standing up." She says. She walks over to my side of the bed and she moves the blanket off my legs. As soon as she does so, her face twists up into a frown. "You just woke up."

"Morning erection." I smirk. She shakes her head and I turn myself so I'm sitting on the ledge of the bed. I then start to stand up, but fall right back on the bed as soon as the pain got unbearable.

"Slowly, do it slowly. No need to rush things." She tells me. She put my arm on her shoulder and puts hers on my shoulder, helping me up slowly.

I'm standing, ignoring the slight pinch in my abdomen, I manage to walk towards the bathroom with her help, getting to the sink. "This wasn't as hard as I thought it'd be." I say.

"Do you have a spare toothbrush?" She asks.

"You could use mine." I smirk again, and her face twists again, but with disgust.

"Wait here, I'm going to get my toothbrush." She walks out the door before I can say anything.

•

I'm back in bed, and me and Nevaeh are cuddling. She's straddling me like we usually do, arms wrapped around my neck, her head on my shoulder and our bodies flush together.

"The doctor's coming a bit later to fix up your hand." Nevaeh says.

"It sucks that you still didn't feed me." I say. She pinches my shoulder, making me flinch. "Ow.."

"I didn't tell you to rip up your stitches." She says, then abruptly pulls away from me, and gets off my lap, rolling onto the bed beside me.

"You didn't have to pinch me though."

Her eyes thin. "I'll do it again." Cute. Under all those walls of invulnerability she put up, she's really just cute. The fact she thinks she's intimidating makes me smirk, which annoys her even more. "I hate you."

"No you don't." I dismiss, we both know it's a lie. I'd go even as far as to say that she's obsessed with me. Like I am with her. She consumes my every thought, especially when we fought. From the moment I saw her, after I had chased the thief who stole her bag.

I shift a bit, ignoring the strain on my injury and look at her more closely. She opens her eyes properly, and stares back into mine with those big brown eyes.