IS THIS WHAT LOVE FEELS LIKE?

I once believed love would be black and white..... But it's golden.

Y/n woke up with a gasp-clutching the bed sheets to her her heart which was pounding away like a jackhammer in her chest. She looked over to find Pax still sleeping next to her- he hadn't woken up yet, thank god. She didn't want to explain to him what she had seen in her dream. Maybe she would try to sleep again?

Y/n closed her eyes and lay down to sleep again. But as soon as she did, her mind began chanting on its own- "There's a bad presence here. There's a bad presence here." Her eyes opened wide again. She could almost feel it- something bad, something dark looming over her- something which threatened to hurt her if she dared to close her eyes. She began chanting the prayer her mother had taught her- it was a long one, but she knew it by heart. She kept chanting it, but that voice in her head-the one that was warning her, it stayed. Her heart knew she should trust her instincts. She sat up. Besides her, Pax stirred.

"Hey, babe, what's wrong?" He whispered to her softly, wrapping her in his arms. Y/n started shaking then-violently. Pax struggled a little to hold on to her-she was pushing him away, and soon she started to shout and scream.

"No-stay away-stay away from me Pax—there's a bad presence here....stay away!" She screamed at him, pulling away from his grasp. But Pax knew her and her mind- he kept holding on as she sobbed into his chest. He held her as she slowly calmed down-he knew she needed to feel safe. Her tears stopped eventually. Her ragged breaths resounded in the quiet room.

In a few minutes he felt her breathing turn softer. He sat for a while then-his chin resting on the top of her head, and her small body against his bare chest, her fingers splayed across his skin. He remembered how the first time she had had her nightmare next to him, she had refused to even acknowledge it- because she was afraid he too would think she was weak and stupid and being over-dramatic-just like her mom did. She had learned to trust him somewhat, little by little every day- and he wanted to protect her from every bad thing in the world and tell her it was okay to be weak and that she didn't have to hide it from everyone else all the time.

He kissed her lips softly, then went to sleep holding her the same way as before.

–x–

He watched her with a smile as the light hit Y/n 's closed eyelids-she was lying on the sheets-all tangled up in them like a Disney character. He grinned as she scrunched up her face as she slowly woke up, trying to shield her eyes from the rainbow colored lights with her fingers. They colored her skin and lit her up beautifully, and Pax, who thought there was no way he could have ever loved someone more, felt himself fall for her all over again.

"PAX!" Y/n giggled as she finally saw what he was doing. She threw off the covers then, and skipped over to him and snatched the piece of glass right out of his hand. She aimed the light beams from the sun at him now, and they both giggled and laughter filled the room as they chased each other around, till Pax caught her and lifted her up by the waist. He made her sit on the window-sill, and she smiled and looked in his eyes. Her fingers were still playing with the glass piece- she was fascinated by the colors on his smooth marble skin.

Pax watched her then, as she looked at him as if he were her sun-and Y/n whispered, "I could stare at you forever and never get bored."

He smiled, and took her face in his hands and pressed his lips to hers in a deep, warm kiss which tasted of sunny mornings and laughter and yellow.

And they both thought in their hearts- 'This is what love is supposed to feel like.'