SDMN one shots

Ksimon

Simon's pov
The house was empty apart from us two. We laid silent on the couch as afternoon light came in through the windows and washed over us. My head laid on the chest of my long time friend turned lover, his breaths slightly moving my head up and down. One arm curled under my back while the other was laid on my stomach, hands unmoving yet protective. If his eyes were opened, the light would reflect off of them to create a whole new universe for me to look into forever, but his eyes were fluttered shut. Occasional snores rose from my love, making his chest vibrate against my head. Warmth encompassed us both due to the heavy blanket that had been draped over us hours ago, and body heat was definitely shared due to our extremely close proximity. Not in a million years would I have pictures us in this position, but here I was, reminiscing on every perfect detail of the younger. His dark skin never seemed flawed, his eyes sparked gold in the sun, and his touch promised love and commitment. Not in a million years would I picture us being apart. Never would I-
"Simon, you're zoning out again. Something on your mind?"
I looked up to him, finding it odd that I must look up considering he is shorter.
"Nothing's on my mind, I love you, that's all."
I had no nerve to tell him about the perfections I was pointing out mentally, he would find it odd, but maybe endearing.
"I love you as well. There are so many things I could tell you to prove why I love you, but the list is rather long and it would be hard to read all of them."
"You can't read anyway."
This earned me a pinch to the stomach, but it let the conversation  end in soft laughs.
And with that, the duo didn't leave the living room, but rather stayed on the couch so they could watch each other's perfect flaws and imperfections be brought out by the light.

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I wrote this while sleep deprived, I think it's ok.
Sorry it's another short one, been trying to find motivation to write longer stories, bare with me.
7-29-16