The Night after.

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6am.

The time I woke up with a peaceful sleeping Brad beside me.

His arms were wrapped around my waist, as our bare naked bodies were inch closer making making both of us warm.

A sting of pain came aching to my lower half from last night. He did wonderful last night, gentle as ever. I closed my eyes in pain but shrugged it off. Its all worth it.

I stared at Brad, who's snoring lightly facing me and just captivate his perfect features as i got mesmerized.

I trcaed his toned chest, drawing unknown patterns in it. A smile crept to my face at the thought of it. How come did I ever get lucky?

I snuggled closer to him, burrying my face to the crook of his neck kissing it lightly as his grip on my waist tightened. I feel his chest vibrated as he hummed.
Too early to get up for the both of us. Ain't morning persons. Suddenly, I feel myself slowly drifting to sleep.

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- 8 am.

"Y/N.." A soft, calming voice whispered to my ear and a trail of kisses were spreaded all over my face.

"Good morning, Brad." I giggled as he planted one last kiss to my lips.

"How's your sleep?" He asks, putting my hair behind that's on my forehead.

"Awesome. You? Have you been awake all this time?" I smiled.

"Astonishing. And yes, just thought I could watch you in your sleep too. Like you did earlier." He winked.

"My god, Brad. You saw? I probably looked like a dead seal on my sleep. I'm such a creep, am I?" I birried my face to my hands, ebarrassed. Knowing my mouth was open when I'm asleep.

"Nah, I kinda like it when you do it to me. And you looked adorable in your sleep." He kissed my nose.

"Really? It doesn't freak you out?" I grinned.

He shooked his head and said; "It drives me crazy." With a smirk.

I pushed his face playfully as we laughed.

"Come on, let's make breakfast." He said, standing up and pulling me up.

"I'll go after ya." I assured, pulling the covers above my chest. Big enough to cover my naked body.

He nodded as soon he realizes it.

"Oh yeah." He said. He grabbed his plain whit shirt that's on the floor and threw it to me.

"Take your time." He winked, closing the door as he left.

I slowly moved to the side of the bed and starts walking, remembering I was sore. Picking up my underwear and bra as I put them on topping my upper. body with Brad's shirt as I winced.

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