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//9:32am
The morning sunlight shone through the gaps of the room's curtains and I gradually opened up my eyes to see the sky outside. Lazily bringing my hands up to rub my face, I slowly turned myself over to lay on my other side, hopefully, catch up on some sleep.
But was instantly stopped in my actions at the even more pleasant sight of a soundlessly sleeping Damon laying beside me, one of his arms loosely staying around my waist while the rest of his lower - definitely naked like my own - body stayed covered under the bedsheets.
"Holy shit", I whisper to myself with a growing smile, finding it impossible not to pinch myself at how what happened last night wasn't a dream.
It was real.
Reaching out with the coldness of my fingertips to touch him, I only ever so slightly caress his beautiful face. Gazing over how this was the same person who had just a few hours ago repeated loving words to me while... showing me physically, as well.
And although this all seemed so perfect just the way it was now, I realized how freaked out he would get if he woke up to me creepily staring at him, so I carefully started getting out of the warm covers to step onto the floor.
Okay, ow.
"Oh my fucking-", I say again, but pause halfway as to not wake up Damon by cursing.
My legs
Oh my god, they don't even feel like legs anymore
Why didn't I want to believe the 'morning-after leg pain' jokes before?
Even so, I took in a couple breaths and painfully made myself attempt to walk towards the bathroom with my hands balancing me at my sides firmly. Turning on the lights to the pale bathroom, I stood in front of the sink to examine the way I looked. But even with a bed head of the century, I found it so much more mesmerizing to see the pink marks across the side of my neck in hickeys, my lips slightly swollen from being kissed so much last night.
With a cheeky smile, I hold onto my elbows.
I still can't believe that Damon and I... and even the entire night?After a few more minutes of looking over my body in the mirror, I cleaned up myself by taking a soothing shower and brushing my teeth. Then tiptoed out of the bathroom, always looking over at the still-asleep Damon on the bed, to get dressed into any of my sweatshirts and comfy leggings that I could find in my suitcase, that messily laid on the other side of the room.
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Stop Playing Innocent // COMPLETED
Romance"Whatever." "You're so fucking beautiful." "Oh, stop it with the cheesiness." "And blind, apparently", he pulls me against him by my waist. // All Rights Reserved © 2016 Dashaiya