Aaron Carpenter Imagines & Preferences

Memories

Aaron's POV:

She lay in my arms, slowly breathing against my bare chest. The rising and falling of her chest against mine, makes my heart warm.

I can't believe we finally did it. We finally made that wonderful step to move in together. The empty room sat silently, as our small twin air mattress sat in the corner. I pulled her closer, making her tangle our legs together.

I looked down at her, softly running the pad of my thumb over her cheek. Her lashes lay perfectly, as I lightly rubbed my thumb over her bottom lip.

The soft skin kissing my rough thumb. I could feel her hot breath on my fingers, making me lick my lips.

How I was lucky enough to be worthy of her, I didn't understand. I tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear, as I studied her figure in the dim light.

(Flashback)

"Aaron!" She screamed, as I chased her around her backyard. I continued to squirt her with my squirt gun. I laughed, loving every moment.

"S-Stop!" She squealed. I threw the now empty gun, and reached out for her. Grabbing her swiftly, making her stop running. I started to tickle her, and she burst into a fit of laughter.

I smiled widely, as she crumbled to the ground from her laughter.

(End of flashback)

She stirred in my arms. Snapping me from my thoughts. She moved her head from my chest, and looked up at me. I kissed her forehead, and she gave me a tired smile.

She pushed away, and slid off the air mattress. Standing up slowly, before crossing the room to go to the bathroom. I watched her, smiling at her silhouette.

She closed the door, and I lay still looking at the ceiling. I heard the toilet flush, and I scooted over to make room for her. I didn't care that my back was on the cold wall, I would never care if it meant that she would fall asleep warm in my arms.

She opened the door, and turned the light off. She slowly walked back to me, reaching down trying to find the bed. I reached up and took a hold of her hand, pulling her into my embrace.

I wrapped the blanket around her, and jumped as she pull her cold toes on my legs. She giggled, before burying her face into the pillow we were sharing.

I let her slide her feet under my legs fully, warming her cold skin with mine. Smiling as she cuddled into my warm body. The cold air of the empty house made our little corner of love, the best place in the world.

"Sweet dreams my love." I say, putting my forehead on hers, and closing my eyes.

"Sweet dreams.." She mumbled, before pulling away and putting her face in my neck.

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