Jusuf POV
It's late. I shouldn't be awake but I can't sleep. I can't sleep thinking of what I've done to my Ruža. The blood has lightened up a bit, but the pain remains.
I rub and kiss her bare belly as she sleeps in peace. I sit there just watching her. Massaging her. Holding her so she feels protected.
When I kiss her, I feel loved myself. I feel my love accepted by her. I give her angel kisses as she continues to sleep peacefully against my chest. My hands are still gently rubbing her belly as I gently stroke her hair and press my lips to her forehead. I feel her warmth spread within me. I feel loved as she does. I love her with all of my heart. I hope soon that my love will heal the scars of the past enough that we may soon bear children of our own.
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Just a short one tonight! Thank you and until next time, All Bender, All Kanter, and All Nurk Love to you!😘😘😘
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Jusuf Nurkić imagines
FanfictionA collection of random imagines involving me and my basketball idol the one and only Jusuf Nurkić.
