Part 13

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Connor's POV:As I lay there with Y/n nestled in my arms, her soft breaths creating a gentle rhythm against my chest, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me. The movie had long since ended, the room bathed in a serene silence broken only by the steady beat of our hearts.For a moment, I found myself simply gazing at her, admiring the peaceful expression on her face as she slept. But then a pang of self-consciousness hit me, and I quickly averted my gaze, chastising myself for staring. With a subtle shift, I pulled the blankets up a little higher, ensuring she stayed warm and cozy in my embrace.With a flick of the remote, I turned off the TV, casting the room into darkness save for the faint glow of the moonlight filtering through the curtains. Settling back against the pillows, I reached for my phone, scrolling aimlessly through social media for a while before plugging it in and succumbing to the call of sleep.


Y/n's POV:As I stirred from my slumber, a wave of warmth enveloped me, cocooning me in a sense of comfort and security. Blinking open my eyes, I was met with the sight of Connor's peaceful expression, his chest rising and falling rhythmically beneath me."Good morning," his voice rumbled, sending a shiver down my spine as I took in the husky timbre of his tone. I couldn't help but smile, the sound of his voice sending a rush of butterflies fluttering in my stomach."Morning," I replied softly, reluctant to leave the cocoon of warmth we had created together. The thought of getting up and facing the world felt like a distant concern, overshadowed by the sheer bliss of being wrapped in Connor's arms."Did you sleep well?" he inquired, his gaze soft and warm as he looked down at me. I nodded in response, a contented hum escaping my lips. What could I say? I had slept like a baby, lulled into peaceful slumber by the comforting presence of Connor beside me."Do we have to get up?" I mumbled, my voice muffled against his chest."No," he replied simply, his arms tightening around me in a silent gesture of agreement."Good," I murmured, snuggling closer to him, content to stay wrapped in his embrace for as long as time would allow. With Connor by my side, the worries of the world seemed to melt away, leaving nothing but a sense of warmth and belonging in their wake.

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