The Kids Aren't Alright- Fall Out Boy
Bad Blood- NAOI roll over on the bed and gaze at Ty. His eyes are closed lightly, as if even the most quiet noise will still rip them open and wake him up. His lips are parted slightly and all I want to do is kiss them, their plumpness always making me shudder for some reason.
I look at his frame, which is flat against the mattress, he lays on his back, one arm laying across his chest, the other arm slung over my side of the bed. I smile when I think of all the times I've examined his sleeping position, the same way each time, unless of course he's laying on his side.
I lean in close to his face, and press a light, gentle kiss to those plump lips of his. His eyes seem to move, but they stay shut. Oh, those emerald green eyes. They capture me every time I stare into them, yet they always seem to set me free. They set me free from the problems of the world.
I close my eyes, then open them again and see the emerald green eyes I was just thinking of staring directly into my ocean blue ones, glittering and gleaming in the darkness of the night.
"Was it a bad dream?" He asks, his voice raspy. I take a deep breath in as I close my eyes—his raspy voice always has that effect on me.
I turn to face him, and place a hand to his cheek. "No, honey. It wasn't a bad dream." He smiles. "I just woke up and I couldn't fall back asleep." I kiss his lips, and pull away, sitting up and pulling my knees to my chest.
"There has to be some reason other than that." Ty whispers to my still body as he lays on his side, his head propped up on his elbow.
I close my eyes and bury my head in between my knees.
"The kids, Ty. The kids aren't alright." I say as I lift my head up from the depths of my knees. "They're never going to be alright."
His eyes move from the mattress to my eyes as he moves to sit up. His shirt sticks to his skin so he pulls it off, dropping it beside the bed on the floor.
He places his head in his hands and looks up at me. "You're right," he whispers as he raises his eyebrows. "They aren't alright. They're different. As long as we're here to help guide them through this and keep him at bay, they'll be as normal as any of us can ever be." His eyes smile at me, and I grin.
"What a beautiful statement." I say, barely audible into his ear, allowing my lips to brush against his skin, then press my lips to his.
He pulls away and turns his head into my neck. "Why thank you." He says, his hot breath making my skin tingle and spreading a warm feeling through me. I shudder, even though I'm not cold.
He kisses me once more, then lays our foreheads together. "Sleep," he whispers as his eyes gaze at my lips, "is a beautiful thing." A slight chuckle emits from deep in his throat, and I bite my lip as I smile.
"Indeed it is, Ty. Indeed it is." I whisper back, and place a kiss to his soft lips before laying down and telling him goodnight. He returns the favor, and I close my eyes as I think about us and our love, which truly is a beautiful thing.
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I sit in the Pire and take a sip of my coffee from my mug, typing something into the computer. I click on a few buttons, then turn to one of the drawers in my desk.
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