And here we are again, next to each other. In a bed that seems too far away from anything we've ever known but at the same time feels as familiar as it can.
I stretch my hand to touch your chest. Your heart is beating slowly, and I can't help but miss all of this. Your hand in my hair. The colors in your bedroom. Your essence filling my nostrils.
You draw me near with your other hand. My eyes are closed, so I can't tell if you woke up or you're doing this out of habit.
What are we doing, Dan?
I force myself to fall back to sleep. We can deal with this in the morning.
YOU ARE READING
Seams || d.h.
Fanfiction"Because, maybe, if I've said no, we wouldn't be like this. At all."
