Michael
I smiled once Luke walked into the bathroom behind me.
We both brushed our teeth before deciding to lay back down for a while.
Last night, I made love to Luke. He looked so beautiful, and I realized I want him to be mine forever.
I laid down beside him, and he lightly smiled as I pulled the blankets over his still naked body. I ran my hand down to his waist, and kissed his forehead.
I pulled him into my side, hiding his body against mine because I know how he doesn't like being too exposed.
"I love you." I whispered, pressing my nose against his. He grinned, and closed his eyes for a second. "I love you, too."
"You're so beautiful." I whispered, and rolled over, hovering over him. A blush coated his cheeks, and I could tell he was trying not show his toothy grin by biting his lip.
I pressed my forehead to his, and he let out a giggle, making him close his eyes.
"What's so funny?" I asked and started kissing on his neck. He laughed again, and gripped onto my hair. "Nothing. I'm just happy." He whispered.
