We are destined to be with each other (ForceBook fanfic)

Chapter 2 - Next Morning

As the morning light filtered through the window, casting a warm glow upon my face, I found myself nestled in the embrace of Force. A contented smile played upon my lips as I gently called out his name, my voice filled with tenderness. His eyes fluttered open, meeting my gaze with a softness that melted my heart.

"Good morning, Book," he greeted me in a gentle tone, his voice carrying a soothing warmth that enveloped the room. Reluctantly, we untangled ourselves from the comfort of the sofa, ready to face the new day that lay before us.

As Force made his way to the bathroom to freshen up, I ventured into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. I decided on a classic and comforting meal of sunny-side-up eggs with sausages, the familiar aromas filling the air as I cooked. The rhythmic sizzle of the sausages in the pan provided a soothing soundtrack to my thoughts.

As I stood by the stove, flipping the eggs with a practiced hand, I couldn't help but reflect on the events of the previous night. The reality of what had transpired still felt surreal, like a beautifully vivid dream that lingered in my mind. The echoes of our kisses reverberated within me, each memory a tender reminder of the passion we had shared.

As the eggs neared perfection and the sausages browned to a delicious crispness, I couldn't help but smile to myself. Our connection was no longer confined to the realm of childhood memories. It had blossomed into something extraordinary, something that held the promise of a deep and profound love.

With breakfast prepared, I set the table, arranging the plates with care and attention. The anticipation of sharing a meal together, of basking in the comfort of each other's company, filled me with a warm sense of joy. It was a simple yet significant act, a symbol of the newfound intimacy we had discovered.

Soon, Force emerged from the bathroom, his presence filling the room with a renewed sense of affection. I quickly went to freshen up in the bathroom and came back out to the living room. "Book, let's eat!" Force said softly along with a smile. I then sat down facing towards him at the kitchen counter, our gazes locked, and began to savor the breakfast I had prepared. The taste of the food was comforting, but it paled in comparison to the sweetness of the connection we shared.

As we savored each bite, our conversation flowed effortlessly. We spoke of our hopes, dreams, and the future we envisioned together. It was a moment of shared vulnerability, as we laid bare our desires and aspirations, knowing that we were building something beautiful together.

In that cozy morning, surrounded by the aroma of breakfast and the warmth of our connection, I felt a deep sense of gratitude. Gratitude for the unexpected twists of fate that had brought us back together, and for the love that had endured and flourished over the years.

As we finished our meal, we lingered at the table, basking in the afterglow of our shared breakfast. It was a moment of pure contentment, where time seemed to stand still, and the world outside ceased to exist. And in that moment, I knew that I had found not only a lover but also a partner, someone with whom I could navigate the complexities of life and savor each precious moment.

With hearts brimming with love and gratitude, we embarked on this new day, ready to face whatever adventures the future held, hand in hand, united by a love that had stood the test of time.