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We were both sprawled across the soft linen bedsheets, our breaths evened out to match. His soft blonde hair covered part of his eyes. He looked so handsome without his glasses on - shining turquoise directing light onto icy blue, it felt nice when he would contemplate longingly at me. Whenever I was with him like this, I felt like I was the only other person in the world. The only other he cared about. The only other he loved.
This feeling aches inside of me everyday. I would hold his hand and walk by his side everywhere. I was his accomplice. An accomplice he didn't mind. And when we were finished with our daily journey, he would pick me up and carry me home, securing me in the hospitality of his arms. I would enjoy every second of it, then when he landed me on my feet one more in front of his house, he would kiss me on the forehead and open the door for us.
After venturing up the stairs, we would lay here like this. In each other's arms, trying to get closer. Then we would fall asleep, and the cycle repeats.
The next morning, unfortunately, he had to go into work again. I wish we would just have a day to ourselves for once. I don't mind following him around once more, but I'd rather do this.
His phone started ringing. He took a second to wake up and widen his lifeless-looking eyes. Picking it up, I watched him as he said he wouldn't be coming into work today and hung up. My own eyes widened. But why? He was always going into work. It was a routine we were both confined to. What motivated him to rebel?
"I can't do this anymore," he complained, his husky tone taking over. "I want to be able to spend more time with you."
"But we're always together." I replied, trying to sound concerned. A note of regret filled my mind. I knew where he was getting at, actually. And honestly, I want it just as bad as he does.
He ran his hands through his hair and his face, then rested his features in his palms, slouching over the side of the bed. "I want more alone time with you. I never get to do things just with you. It's always work."
I ran my hand down his bare back, and rested my chin on his shoulder. "Okay. Then we'll spend today alone. We'll do things just between us."
He sat up and I did as well. A smile met my lips as I could see his eyes restoring life. He wrapped his arms around me, and we both lay back down, our bodies snuggling up against each other.
I could feel his lips slightly tickling my cheek, and then I bit my lip as he traveled down further.
I love being this close to him. I'm such a lucky woman. -
Aww I love this
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Why thank you.
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meerkat Novicebest love story ever written:,O
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I don't know if it's the best, there's plenty of better and longer ones.
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meerkat Novicebest love story written that -I'VE-ever read
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Thank you, then.
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