Kitten | 18+ {to be edited}

Thirty-four

James

As soon as her head hit my chest she fell asleep. I caressed her hair while listening to her light breathing. It was the only thing I could focus on, other than that it was silent. This was one of my favorite moments, feeling the heat of her body next to me, knowing she is close. Our relationship had developed into something that I thought I could never have, or more precisely that I never thought I ever would want. But I couldn't see my future without her now, this was it. Us. Together. I no longer felt weak, more precisely that she made me weak. It was the opposite.

I gently woke her up, and she groaned when she opened her eyes. She looked up at me from where I sat beside her, frowning.

"Come on, we have to get you into a bath," I said, helping her off the bed. I heard her mutter an 'I'm tired', which made me chuckle.

"I don't care, I won't let you go to bed unless you're warm and clean."

I helped her into the tub and started filling it with warm water. I had to kneel on the floor to reach the tap. When I moved my gaze to her she was sitting with her knees to her chest, her arms wrapped around them. Her eyes were closed, she was falling asleep again.

"Hey, keep your eyes open."

She slowly opened her eyes, looking at me sleepily. I smiled at her. At least she was awake. I had seemed to have gone hard on her tonight. I told her to put her hair up since I doubted I could do it correctly. I took the showerhead and wetted only her body. When the body-wash was cleaned off too, I helped to wrap her in a towel. Her cheeks were red from the heated water, and the sight of her made my heart clench.

"You look so beautiful." She smiled and looked down. She was blushing, I knew it even if it was hard to see. I took her face in my hands and kissed her soft lips. When I pulled away she pouted.

"Come on let's go to bed." I chuckled.

After making sure she was dry I put one of my t-shirts on her, which was her favorite thing to wear to bed. I tucked her in and stood up to take a cigarette on the balcony. Before I could walk away she grabbed my hand, making me look down at her.

"Where are you going?" She frowned.

"I'm just going out for a cigarette."

"Nooo, please just sleep with me." Her cute pout made it impossible to say no, so I climbed onto the bed behind her and pulled her back to me.

"Are my kitten happy now?" I said, giving her a kiss on her shoulder.

"Mhm."

Ava

I woke up in an empty bed, much to my disappointment. However, my mood lifted by the smell of bacon. Every time I had slept over at James' house, he had made breakfast for me, or we did it together. I walked out of the room and towards the stairs, still wearing his very big t-shirt. James was much taller than me, resulting in his shirts reaching my thighs or even my knees.

I went into the kitchen where I saw that breakfast was already made, and James sitting on one of the chairs, putting food on the plates. He smiled at me when he noticed my presence. It warmed my heart, his whole existence did.

"Goodmorning, angel."

"Goodmorning."

He had made pancakes, scrambled eggs and bacon, my favorites. I walked to sit on the chairs by the kitchen island, next to James. He frowned.