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【𝓖𝓮𝓷𝔂𝓪】

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 21+
I do not support underage usage of alcohol or cigarettes.

↠Fluff
↠Modern AU
↠Mentions of self-harm and smoking
↠Fem Reader

Word Count - 5874
Swing Life Away - Published 08/04/20

Swing Life Away - Rise Against
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Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?

Lost between the confines of reality and the sweet senseless dreams in which sleep provided, your tired body lay motionless upon the soft mattress of your bed. A heavy, yet calm feeling weighed you down closer to the engulfing sheets, and your sleepy eyes refused to open.

Feeling yourself slip closer to the edge of slumber, your consciousness was just about to fade into a deep dark haze until the inconvenient blare of your cellphone's alarm went off. Your eyes snapped open, instantly blinding yourself as the bright sun shone its rays through your curtained windows, the flimsy fabric doing a terrible job of keeping your room dark.

Pushing yourself up to a sit, you fumbled to grasp ahold of your phone, squinting in morning tiredness to silence the noise before throwing yourself back to the soft confines of your bed. Your discarded phone had been tossed lazily to the nightstand, and the rustled sheets that covered you before now lay messily at your ankles.

Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?

Yanking the sheets once more over your tired form, you snuggled up against the pillow at your head, burying your face in it to block out the bright light. Attempting to find the same comfortable position from before, you had no success, as the sudden burst of movements left you awake and groggy.

A muscled arm slithered its way around your waist, and a low groan followed suit as the same person pressed their bare chest against your back. Tilting your head towards the sleepy man, his face nuzzled itself in the crook of your neck, mumbled curses leaving his lips. You chuckled at his irritability, resting your own hand atop his.

"Sorry for waking you."

The wispy strands of his hair brushed against your skin, sending tingles down your spine as a breathy kiss was placed against your neck. His lips remained in contact with your skin, brushing up to your jaw as yet another display of his affection pecked your cheek.

"S'alright."

Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?

Humming in response, you turned to face your boyfriend, meeting his dark gaze as you placed a kiss of your own to his lips. He willingly took the form of apology with the faintest of blushes, rolling on his back to allow you to crawl closer against him. Snuggling up to the man, your head rested atop his chest, his arm curling around you.

Silence enveloped the room, long and peaceful as you lay side by side. Your slender fingers traced over the number of scars stretching across his torso, a gentle motion which calmed your body with the thoughtful atmosphere.

He seemed to relax under your touch, his unreadable gaze staring straight up to the ceiling of your shared apartment. Steady breaths escaped the both of you, and you allowed yourself to grow accustomed to the morning in this moment.

Rubbing away at your eyes, your boyfriend pushed himself up to reach aside to the small table next to your bed, careful not to shift around too much as he didn't want to make you uncomfortable. Taking this moment to your advantage, you finally moved to lay atop his chest, sitting in his lap.