—✩✩✩✧✩✩✩—
Seven hours laterI softly trace the defined lines on his
chest, while laying my head against him."Aleksander" I whisper
He hums while running his warm
hand up and down my lower back."I want to go, I know you don't
believe it will be safe but I know
I won't feel safe unless I'm there
when he dies, like with Marco."Honestly, once I take care of everyone
who has tried to hurt or kill me,
I won't have a reason to
run from anything, I will be at peace.I hear his heartbeat against the side
of my head, it's strangely comforting,
I wish I could explain
the reasoning but I don't know it.These past few weeks have been a roller coaster for our relationship,
it seems like we move one step toward
and then get moved three steps back.We are both the problem,
I could be more at fault
but we both make mistakes.I feel like every time we work things
out, he tells me I can't do something important or I try to leave without
telling him to avoid that argument.But now I'm not going to try to avoid
that, I'm going to do my best
to work things out when they happen
and communicate clearly,Hopefully, he'll do the same for me.
"Malysh," he says in a tired voice,
running his hand up to the back of
my neck, gently rubbing it. "we can
talk in the morning, but not now."Fair enough, he's barely awake.
•~~~~~~~~~~❀❀❀~~~~~~~~~~~•
A few hours later...again
We haven't talked yet
Although he's still asleep, I've been watching him for the past
twenty minutes, I never realized how
cuddly he is, maybe I'm the same way.
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