Emilia

19: Emilia

-Emilia-

Raising my finger up towards his bare chest, I began to trace small shapes around his soft skin. My head rested on his arm that was under me and my eyes caught onto a few scars on his skin. I assumed it had something to do with the many dangerous outcomes of his occupation.

Trailing my eyes up towards his face, I studied him. I've never actually gotten the chance to be this close to him before and just actually look at him. Just like his arm, he had a faded scar across his cheek that looked like it had cut him deep. The scar wasn't new. It looked as if it had been there for a while.

Being fascinated by his features, my hand moved away from his chest and onto his face where I lightly dragged my fingers across his scar. I rested my hand on his cheek and I did what he always does to me. I began to stroke his cheek bone with the soft padding of my thumb.

His skin accepted the touch of my hand as our body warmth's mixed, creating an even bigger amount of heat. The smooth surface of his cheek left me wanting to feel more of him as I continued to gracefully rub my thumb across his gentle exterior.

Normally, armor is supposed to be worn on the outside to protect what is on the inside, but Vincent was different. He wore his armor inside and out. He was tough on the outside and even tougher on the inside. It wasn't common to see him so peaceful. There was rarely ever a time where you would catch him as vulnerable as he is now. But even as he sleeps next to me, he still keeps up a strong facade.

He let out a deep sigh and I smiled at him as I moved my hand up to his eyebrow. I ran my delicate fingers over his rough and arched brow as I admired him. I just laid there and admired him.

Even with his eyes closed, he was still beautiful. My eyes scanned over his sharp jawline, observing the light stubble that appeared to be growing back. Then, my eyes settled on his plump and parted lips that send tingles throughout my body every time I look at them.

I ran my hand through his dark hair that glided between my fingers with ease. I always wondered how he kept his hair so soft. His midnight hair felt like silk against my skin, leaving me wanting to touch it forever.

Deciding to get up from the bed, I pulled my hand away from him and silently rolled over. As soon as I placed my foot on the floor, hands grabbed me by my waist and snatched me back onto the bed as I was pulled against a hard chest.

Letting out a small gasp from the swift motion, my eyes immediately found his azure orbs that were staring down at me as he hovered over my body.

"Why'd you stop?" He asked, resting his fists next to my head. A gentle smile pulled over my lips as I raised my hands back up, running them through his dark curls that had fallen out of place.

"You were awake this whole time?" I asked. I watched him shut his eyes as he leaned into my touch while nodding his head slowly.

"I've been awake for a while." He mumbled out sleepily and I could only wonder how much sleep he had gotten last night. He rested on his forearms before plopping down, crushing my smaller frame with his body. I let out a groan as I giggled and he nuzzled his head in between the crook of my neck.

"Vincent, you're crushing me." I groaned loudly as I tried to push him off but he didn't budge. I sighed as I looked down at him and I shrugged my shoulders to hide my neck from the tickling sensation of the air blowing out of his nostrils.

I decided to make myself comfortable seeing as he wasn't going to move anytime soon so I placed my hands on his bare skin. I lightly raked my fingernails up and down his back as I tangled my right hand in his hair, massaging his scalp. He let out a soft hum against my neck and I glanced down at him, admiring his adorable behavior as he slowly drifted off into a deep sleep.