You're Okay

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I relaxed as strong arms wrapped themselves around my body. They held me close to a hard chest and exposed me to a warm breath.

"Breathe," he whispered gently.

I did just that. Each breath in was to the count of seven and every exhale was to the count of eleven with an eight second hold in between.

The tears diminished from my eyes and those on my cheek had dried out by the time the arms lifted me up.

Before I knew it, we were laying in bed covered by a sheet and comforter.

His soft lips moved slowly just under my jawline affectionately. They calmed me down as it gave me something to focus on other than the problems that faced me.

I never said a word to him, but just looked into his eyes pleadingly. He knew exactly what I wanted, what I needed.

I buried my face in his chest as we shifted so I was now on top of him with my arms tightly wrapped around his waist.

The sweet scent of his cologne lulled me to a much needed sleep I had put off. I battled the urge just so I could feel his hands roam around my body and the heat from our bodies under the blankets.

I thought I had won the battle until I looked up at his sleeping face. His hair was pushed back by a pin which then exposed his pale skin and sharp features.

After I studied his god-like face I noticed I lost the fight with sleep. The sky was dark with only a moon to brighten up the night.
"Goodnight, Sebby," I whispered to him.

My hands found their place on his side and chest right before I drifted back to sleep.

When you just need to write.
If you like this, damn. How? Lol
I'm tired and I needed to write to this popped out. It feels... Wrong. Not sure why or how, but it does lol.

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