I have no words for my shittyness
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I rolled over in bed onto my back before yelping and rolling quickly onto my side again, I heard Nathan chuckle and look over at me, lying on his back himself, arms across his chest and the comforter tucked under his arms. Even through the dark I could see him looking at me, the small smirk on his lips as I glared at him.
"Still sore?"
"It's a little tender" I replied, referring to the week old tattoo on the back of my neck
He chuckled again and rolled over to face me, his eyes searching my face as mine searched his. His beautiful, face yet showed age due to sadness and loss. He reached his hand out and hesitated before placing it gently on my cheek. I flinched slightly before relaxing and let him run his hand over my skin, softly and lightly so light it was as if he was afraid too much pressure would kill me, or incase I was a hologram and too much pressure would cause to dissolve in midair.
He sighed and went to remove his hand, but before I knew what I was doing my hand shot up and pressed itself against his, keeping it in the place over my cheek. He smiled softly and glanced over me to the digital clock on my side, reading the red luminous numbers that were displayed, h3 looked back to me and smiled
"It's nearly our time"
I knew what he meant, I knew it was nearly three in the morning, because that was our time. It was the time we met and the time he threw tea bags at my window, the time when he became a permanent attachment to my life.
"What crazy unexpected thing is going to happen tonight?" I laughed
He faltered for a moment " I do have one thing in mind"
"What's that?"
He looked over me again and then back at me, my hand still keeping his in place on my cheek "You'll have to wait two more minutes, because if I tell you then it won't be crazy and unexpected"
I laughed "Our crazy unexpected time means it's crazy and unexpected for the pair of us"
"Not true" he shrugged "it's crazy and unexpected for you, for me, it's just crazy"
"What do you mean?"
He looked over again at the time "Well, everything that has happened has been by my hand, crazy but not unexpected if previously planned"
I looked at him confused, he looked over my shoulder again before carrying on "Everything that has happened I have planned before, meeting you on your way home those nights, planned. Coming to your house and throwing tea bags at your window, planned. Staying here with you, making sure you're safe, planned. The only only unexpected things for me are that I would be sharing a bed with you, or shoved into your closet without warning, or having a complete mental meltdown at my lost cigarette packet, or knowing that the girl who has my heart is giving hers, not to me, but to someone undeserving-"
He cut himself off to look over at me at the time before looking at me and whispering "it's our time"
Before I could register what was going on, his lips were on mine. Like a soft yet firm pillow, I couldn't help but do it, I couldn't help but kiss him back and enjoy my crazy unexpected time. Before anything went further he pulled away and looked are me "My first crazy unexpected three am"
"What do you mean?"
"You kissed me back"
I felt my cheeks heat with a blush, I felt and resisted the urge to do the typical hair tuck behind the ear move, so we just laid in silence instead. His thumb rubbed my cheek smoothly and my hand kept his in place, it would've been a perfect moment if it wasn't for my stupid, stupid brain and my even more stupid mouth
