Stand By Me ~ Preferences and Imagines

~Chris Imagine~

Warm kisses along your neck woke you from your comfortable slumber, slowly bringing you back into reality. A smile made it's way onto your face when you realised it was Chris. 'Morning princess.' He said, his low, raspy morning voice still audible. 'Morning Chrissy.' You replied, closing your eyes and stretching slightly. When you opened your eyes again, you took in the sight before you. Chris was still looking at you with a spark in his eyes you hadn't seen in him for a long time. His face had regained some of the colour it had lost when he came to your window the night before. It was, of course, because of his dad. You lightly placed your palm on his cheek and gently stroked the forming bruise on his cheekbone, and looked into his blue eyes. 'What're you looking at?' He asked you, wrapping an arm around your waist under the soft covers of your bed. 'Just you.' You told him. Chris smiled shyly and kissed your forehead. You sighed in content and cuddled into his chest. 'Thank you.' You heard him whisper to you. 'For what?' You asked. 'For loving me.'