I spent the night with dan .
I watched him undress into just boxers, and I slept in an old hoodie of his and my shorts.
His gashes on his back had slowly started to heal, And his pale white skin was now red and bruised in multiple places. He met my eyes whilst he was taking off his skinny jeans.
"What?"
"Your back looks terrible"
"Thanks" He said, laughing.
"Did it hurt?" I asked dan, curious.
"When you fell from heaven?" He smirked, proud of himself.
"Smooth." I replied.
"I wish you would stop worrying about me" dan said, Laying in his side and resting on his arm to be above me.
"I can't help it. You could have died"
"But I didn't."
"But you could of"
Dan smiled.
"What an earth are you smiling about?" I asked.
"You"
"It's not funny"
"Your adorable"
There was a silence between us.
"Did it hurt?"
"Does it matter"
"No"
"Then there we go"
Dan started to kiss my neck. Soft, butterfly kisses.
"Dan"
"Mhmm" he replied through soft kisses.
"I want you to meet my parents"
He stopped, and brought his head up so that he could see my face. His face was surprised, and shocked at the same time. He smirked.
"If you want to, That is" I added, scared of him saying no.
Dan started to kiss me. Deep, passionate kisses. I broke away briefly.
"I'll take that as a yes" I said, looking into his beautiful eyes.
"Yes" he breathed out.
And I couldn't have been happier in that moment.
