50 Tints Of Gray

XIII

I wake up in Grayson's arms.

Sweating, but too exhausted to move.

I used all my energy last night.

Plus what happened in the shower.

"Good morning, baby. Are you feeling better? How'd you sleep? Can I get you anything?"

I'm overflowed with a half asleep worried Grayson.

His eyes are barely open.

It's pretty cute though.

"Uh. I'm fine." I say kissing his chest.

He runs his fingers through my hair.

"Are you sure? I mean, truly sure?" He asks.

Kissing my head.

"Yes, I am, I promise." I say.

I'm really not okay.

But he doesn't need to know that.

I don't want to bother him with my problems.

I don't want him to worry, or feel bad.

It's not his job.

Grayson's POV

I know she's not being honest.

I care about her.

More then I care about myself.

'Through sickness and in health.'

I will be here for her, always.

It is my duty.

"Will you join me for breakfast then?" I ask.

She looks up at me and I can't help but smile.

She's so beautiful.

"I- I don't know if I feel like getting up right now." She says with a frown.

I know she's not okay.

But I also know for sure, she is hungry.

"We can order room service? You don't even have to leave the bed.."

"Pleeease!! I just wanna talk to my girl over some nice banana pancakes." I proceed to say.

"Okay okay fine, but can I have a side of bacon?" She asks.

"Of course, sweetheart."

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Back to you

After talking to Grayson for two hours.

We cuddled some more.

He rested his head in the crook of my neck.

He mumbled something

Something I didn't understand.

"W-what?" I ask.

He leaves wet kisses on my neck.

And whispers his warm breath hitting my neck.

"I'm so in love with you."

Our skin is pressed as close as it will go.

But he keeps trying to get closer.

Almost like a puppy snuggling into its mother.

"Touch me Baby."

"Put your hand on my heart." He begs.

He sits up.

His bare chest sticks out, as he looks at me with hungry pleading eyes.

Grabbing my hand he slowly guides it to his heart.

Hearing the thumping.

Feeling the warmth.

"This.. this is what you do to me Y/N"

His breath hitched as I begin to move down his toned stomach.

All the months that we've been together he's never let me touch him..

Not like this anyway.

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