I wrote this because one of my friends had mentioned a cabin retreat in the mountains and this came to mind. Reader gender not specified.
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He drove us up here to escape. Days were chilly, so we stayed inside most of the time, being domestic, knowing it would only last a few weeks. The nights were the best though. After a bath, I'd wear my comfiest pajamas and I'd walk downstairs to see him cooking something in just his flannel pants. That's when I'd come behind him and hug him. Kiss his skin a bit, linger in his warmth. He'd chuckle to himself, then he'd scoot over to make room for me in front of whatever cooking appliance he was using. Wrap his arm around my waist and pull me close to him. Then, my favorite: he would hug me and press his lips to my forehead. I would stand there, eyes closed, taking in the moment and basking in the warm cozy scent of him. We'd eat on the couch and I'd rest my head on his lap and he'd finally pick me up and carry me up to our room. Lay me down and make sure I was warm and cozy, then he'd turn all the lights off but leave the light on in the bathroom, and then he'd climb into bed with me.
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RandomThis is what I write when I'm feeling particularly lonely at night. No specified gender so they could be imagines but idk.. just need a place to put these. They aren't connected unless stated. Kinda dark sometimes because that's how my brain is. The...
