All In My Head

Sweet Dream or a Beautiful Nightmare?

'Are you okay?' He asks, his grip getting tighter, making me feel confined.

I mumble, still sniffling in my tears.

'Are you tired?' he asks, calmly, in a gentle tone.

'mm-hmmm' I whisper, my voice shaking with every breath, barely able to get any noise out of my mouth. And just like that, he pulls away and lifts me into his arms. He gripped my body tightly and close to his and I clung to his neck for support. Damn, he was strong. My head rested on his bare chest the whole time and I was drowning in and out of consciousness as he carried me up the stairs into his bedroom.

He places me gently, upright against his head board and he takes a seat next to me and stretches his legs out. I was so tired that my head was resting on his shoulder and he put his arm around me.

After a bit, he asks, 'Can you sleep in that top?'

'No' I whisper, my voice shaking slightly.

'Do you want one to sleep in?'.

'Sure' I said although I was unsure he heard me.

He jumps up and pulls a black t-shirt out of his dresser.

'You can change in the bathroom', he says, handing it to me and pointing towards a closed door I assumed was his bathroom.

I walked out to see Ethan lying on his bed in nothing but grey sweatpants and scrolling through something on his phone.

'Damn', he licks his lips. I love a good lip lick and that was on point and super sexy. 'C'mere' He says. I rest my head on his shoulder and he wraps his arms lovingly around me. Just like that I drift to sleep in his arms.