secretly yours || blake richardson

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i woke up, and opened my eyes slowly, blake's arm loosely draped over my waist, him laying on his side on front of me, the two of us facing each other as we had been last night.

"g'morning." i mumbled, a sleepy smile on my lips.

"morning." he said.

blake leant forwards, his hands on the side of my head/back of my neck, his thumbs in front of my ears, his fingers in my hair behind my ears.

he kissed me softly, and i couldn't stop a smile from appearing on my lips, having not done this for over a month.

after a minute, blake moved so that he was hovering over me, and i opened my mouth so that he could deepen the kiss.

i moved my hands to play with his hair, and blake let out a small, approving moan into my mouth.

blake suddenly heard something and pulled away, his eyes wide in fear and realisation, and i lay for a moment, confused, until i heard feet padding up the stairs.

"pretend to be asleep." he whispered and i nodded, turning on my side away from him and closing my eyes, as he lay on his back behind me, closing his eyes.

"blake?" i heard soulla say from outside the door, and blake pretended to mumble a sleepy response.

blake's door was opened, "oh, gosh." she said, "blake?"

"mm, morning mum." blake yawned, sitting up and rubbing his eyes, and soulla's gaze fixed on me, pretending to sleep.

"what's lexie doing in here?" she asked and i pretended to be waking up, yawning.

a.n. short chapter, oooo