[BOOK 3] "𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙄'𝙢 𝙡𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧, 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪."
Aspen's sanity walks a thin tightrope, drawn between death and destruction. Betrayals are made, while hearts are broke...
🎶 this love - taylor swift 'this love is alive, back from the dead. these hands had to let it go free, and— this love came back to me.'
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ASPEN WOKE UP THE NEXT MORNING, in the arms of the only person who could make her heart swell as much as it did once her eyes fluttered open and she realised where she was, and that what had happened last night wasn't just another dream. She woke up with her head cradled Stiles' bicep and neck, and he had fallen asleep with his arm around her. She felt a familiar warmth waking up that morning, she even woke up with a smile on her face.
She flipped her frame over so she was lying down on her stomach, perching herself up on her elbows. Stiles was still asleep—and she just admired how at peace he seemed. He spent so much of every day stressing out and worrying for others, she forgot what he looked like when he was calm. Right now, as she smiled at him as he slept—he looked completely content. He looked so gentle and calm. She wished she could freeze this moment in a frame so she could revisit it forever.
"Are you watching me sleep?" Stiles suddenly spoke in a low groan of his morning voice, as his eyes fluttered open shortly after she had woken up.
"Maybe..." Aspen said shamelessly, continuing to stare at him with an idiot smile, her eyes still a little sleepy. She then leant forward and softly pressed her lips to his, as he returned it with the same sense of gentle touch.
"We haven't even brushed our teeth yet," Stiles murmured, despite the smile that was now on his lips too.
"I haven't been able to kiss you like this— for months." Aspen replied, referring to the calmness of the two of them waking up together and being able to share a calm moment like this. "Do you really think I care if you have morning breath?"
Stiles laughed softly, and then placed his hands in her hair and pulled back towards him to embrace in another kiss. This time, they both smiled and laughed into the kiss, unable to contain the joy they both felt in this moment in time.
Despite all of the madness and disaster going on around them right now—they had managed to find their way back to each other. And, for right now at least—that's all they cared about.
"Do we have to go to school today?" Aspen pouted her bottom lip at him and put on her best puppy-dog eyes, "I mean— we could just stay here... like this... all day...?"
Stiles then turned his frame to the side, resting his head on his hand with his elbow rested on the mattress. Aspen moved back onto her back, her head rested on the pillow so she was looking up at him now.
"Believe me," Stiles replied, then leant down and planted another soft kiss to her lips, "there is nothing—" another kiss, "I'd rather do—" another kiss, "than stay here with you all day..."
