The same roof 1 || HEROPHINE

eighteen: attraction

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Josephine's Pov

When I open my eyes I feel the warm body next to mine and it takes me some minutes stare at him and realize that all that actually happened.
It felt and still feel like a dream.
I look at the clock and I have other ten minutes before my alarm starts to ring.

I take my time to study him.
His chest is going up and down slowly.
His lips are a bit opens, his arm still around my hip but his fingers are under my T-shirt touching my skin.
I forgot how was being touch like this a while ago.
I practically forgot the sense of the word "touch" and his touch made me feel alive again.

I take my phone and I turn off the alarm and I go back to place my head on his chest for another five minutes .
He takes a deep breathe still with his eyes closed and the he mumbles something while he is stretching his muscles and turning on my way turning out positions.
Now he has his head on my shoulder and his arm wrapped tightly around my waist.
I look at him with the corner of my eye and he still sleeping.
His little accent of beard is tickling my skin while his lips are so close to touch my shoulder.
I look at his messy hair and I really have to hold myself and not run my fingers through them.

He mumbles again and then he opens his eyes.
"Good morning." he says with his raucous and sleepy morning voice.
Is damn sexy. It gives me literally chills. I hope he doesn't notice it.
"Good morning. I didn't mean to wake you up." I say looking at him closing his eyes again.
"Don't worry you didn't woke me up. Did you slept well?" he asks.
"Yes." I say.
"Good." he says yawning and moving his head right in the middle of my chest.
I literally feel my body on fire. It's getting too hot here.

I like the way he makes feel all this like it's a normal thing to us. It makes me feel more comfortable and less embarrassing.
"I didn't slept this good in years." he confesses and that touches literally my soul.
That means that I make him feel good?
"Do you really have to leave?" he asks still on my chest.
"I can't ask for a day free on my second week of work Hero I have to finish to w-" I try to explain.
"I was referring to New York." he says and then I feel like a hole in my stomach.
Is he sad because I'm leaving?
"I have to. It's a big opportunity." I say.
"I understand. It's also Noah coming?" he asks.
"Noah? Oh Nathan! Yeah he is coming. Why are you asking?" I ask.
I see his shoulders go up.
"I just don't like him." he says calmly.
Is he jealous? I smile and stay in silence.
"Are you not going to say that?" he asks looking up to me rising his eyebrow.
"What?" I ask trying to avoid the thought of his face so close at mine.
"That he is not your type." he says while I can read hope in his eyes.
I bite my lip trying to keep a smile.
"I mean..." I say smirking at him.
"Oh fuck off!" he says standing up from my chest and I place a hand on his cheek to bring his head back to my chest.
"I was playing with you! I don't think he is my type." I say and he rises his head again.
"What do you mean "I don't think"? You really like that guy?" he asks.
"I mean I don't-" I try to say and he pulls away the blankets from me and he goes away from me.
"I heard enough." he says.
"Excuse me? Are you kicking me off from my own bed?" I ask and then he starts to stand up from my bacf. I place my hand on his shoulders and I bring him down.
"Stay, I was kidding." I say and then I jump off my bed and I take the clothes from my wardrobe and I go to take my morning shower.

Today the cramps seems to got a bit softer but I'm still in the mood that I don't want to dress up so I decide to put black leggings and a big light purple sweater and Nike's at my feet.
I don't make up I just put mascara on and I put my glasses.
I pull up my hair in a messy bun.
I look at myself in the mirror, I look disgusting but happy, he literally made me euphoric. He made me have the best sleep ever.