I wake up and there he is... smiling at me.
"Good morning красивая (Krasivaya)." His whispers were like a gentle wind in my ears, pleasing and calm. He glides his thumb over my cheek as my eyes adjust to the morning sun.
"Damn it."
"What's wrong?"
"I was trying to wake up before you so I could do that."
"Maybe next time?"
"Yeah."
"How do you feel, in that beautiful brain of yours?"
"Like I'm standing in the rain." "I'm happy."
"Told you, I'm magic."
"Your a wizard Harry!"
"Mmm I love it when you talk nerdy."
"I thought you said it was too weird."
"Now I think it's sexy."
