IN HIS ARMS

IN HIS ARMS

He seemed like a Greek god, an epitome of beauty - with strong broad shoulders and only a pristine white towel wound around his narrow hips covering his long athletic longs. His hair was still wet and rivulets of water streamed down his well defined chest. He gave me a heartbreaking smile and I think my heart just stopped.

"Turn around, I want to change into my jammies", he smirked and said, "No peeking dearie!" and winked at me. I agreed and turned around while my mind reeled to how he would look in his birthday suit... and a blush creeped up my cheeks.

Without saying a word he crept into the bed beside me and ordered, "Go to sleep right away and keep your questions to yourself until tomorrow morning." I looked into his grey eyes, "I can't sleep until you sing me a lullaby."

He chuckled, "Keep your head on my chest and listen to my beating heart. It will be the best lullaby ever." I smiled and laid my head on his chest as he wrapped both his arms around me.

I felt his breath playing with my hair. I felt at home. I felt loved and protected and listened to his rhythmic heart beat and fell into a beautiful dreamless sleep.

A/N: I came up with this story when I was alone in bed feeling like an insomniac and dreamt up this story to lull myself to sleep. Ah... the stuff I make up to go to sleep. BTW I was dreaming of Jay Bunyun.

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