just some randon writings & ideas

waking up - mark tuan(got7)

I slowly opened my eyes and let out a sigh. Waking up is one thing I hate the most. I let my eyes adjust to the light and turn around in bed.

A small smile forms on my face as I see the man I get to call my boyfriend. His sleeping figure has an arm around my waist that holds me tight. Chest rising and falling with each breath the amazing man in front of me takes.

I admire him for a second. His hair, dark roots growing out into the lighter brown, falls in his face. His long eyelashes that I envy. His cheeks that I just love to hold and caress. His soft pink lips that are often caught on my own dehydrated ones. And the mole just above his upper lip.

I often catch my self staring at it. It intrigues me for reasons even I don't know. Mark always teases me for staring but how can you not. This man before me is just so mesmerizing.

Don't even get me started on his laugh and smile. They're contagious. They brighten everything up. His loud and adorable laugh, I something I noticed when we first met. It was the first thing I loved about him and gradually the list grew.

I finally reach my hand out slowly to push his soft hair to the side before tracing his features with the tip of my index finger. I begin at the tip of his brow and go down his cheek. I rest my hand there and let my thumb pass over his lips and chin.

My thumb stops at the mole and a hand grabs my wrist, holding me in place. Beautiful brown eyes shine in the morning light as they stare back at me.

"Good morning," he says rubbing his thumb over my hand and letting out a sigh of content.

"Morning."

"You know, staring can be considered rude."

"Even if it was against the law, I'd still do it. Day after day."

He smiles softly, bare faced and eyes still drowsy.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

After the short exchange of words he pulls me close so that my forehead rests against his warm neck and his chin on the top of my head. I wrap my arms around his torso and no space remains between us. We remain like this until we eventually fall back asleep and now, I think maybe waking up isn't as bad as it seems.