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Yesterday wasn't so bad.
I usually ain't one for contemplation of any sort whether aloud or in silence, but this morning I woke up before he did and somehow ended up spending an hour just lying beside him. He looks so different when he's asleep. More innocent and at ease, somehow. His worries don't show on his face or the stress of his day, wiped away like it wasn't ever there.
Fuck, how do you tell someone you think you're falling for them? For that matter, how do you tell if you're falling for someone? It ain't like before when it was just about the sex I could get- an equal exchange of need fulfilling but something else.
I told him yesterday when he said I was invited into his bed for the night that I was inviting myself into his bed for every night, and I find I meant it. I want to be there beside him when he sleeps, want to wake up and see him first thing, and feel his arms surrounding me keeping the nightmares at bay but also making me feel like there's nowhere else on earth for me but with him.
He drools slightly, which I forgot to mention. Sleeps with his mouth partially open so that he makes this cute little huffing noise each time he takes a breath...
Holy fuck, I've got it bad and it'd be just my luck for him not to feel the same way, so maybe I ought to ditch this telling him idea before I screw things up between us.
I usually ain't one for contemplation of any sort whether aloud or in silence, but this morning I woke up before he did and somehow ended up spending an hour just lying beside him. He looks so different when he's asleep. More innocent and at ease, somehow. His worries don't show on his face or the stress of his day, wiped away like it wasn't ever there.
Fuck, how do you tell someone you think you're falling for them? For that matter, how do you tell if you're falling for someone? It ain't like before when it was just about the sex I could get- an equal exchange of need fulfilling but something else.
I told him yesterday when he said I was invited into his bed for the night that I was inviting myself into his bed for every night, and I find I meant it. I want to be there beside him when he sleeps, want to wake up and see him first thing, and feel his arms surrounding me keeping the nightmares at bay but also making me feel like there's nowhere else on earth for me but with him.
He drools slightly, which I forgot to mention. Sleeps with his mouth partially open so that he makes this cute little huffing noise each time he takes a breath...
Holy fuck, I've got it bad and it'd be just my luck for him not to feel the same way, so maybe I ought to ditch this telling him idea before I screw things up between us.