❝𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖..𝒌𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏❞
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"Who are you to me?"
Her eyes went to his , findings what was he trying to do, but she found nothing apart from anger, his eyes getting darker by each passing seconds making h...
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5 Days later.
I woke up with an uncomfortable feeling down there and a weight on my chest. I squeezed my eyes shut only to open them again. I looked around to see sunlight peeking inside the room and then I looked at my husband, who now had his face inside my oversized t-shirt, on my breast.
His stubbled cheeks pressed against my bare skin while his hand rested on my left boob. It was a regular sight for me now. He always sleeps on my chest, but in the morning, his face is inside my t-shirt.
A chuckle escaped my mouth as he groaned in his sleep when I moved a little. He is like a baby. Actually, he is a big grumpy man all day who doesn't give a fudge about anyone, but with me, especially at night, he is a big baby who can't proceed without kisses and cuddles. A baby who needs a teddy bear to nuzzle his face into to feel comfortable.
I ran my fingers through his hair to feel the softness. The smile on my lips were permanent. Still running my fingers through his hair, I slumped back again.
It's been 5 days since my period started, and my husband has been treating me like I am made of glass. The amount of care and softness this man showed me during these days is something I never knew he had. He even gave me leave because I was in pain, knowing only a few days are left before the meeting.
I pressed a kiss on his head, feeling overwhelmed by the care he is showering me with. This side of him, which I witnessed 10 years ago, is back now, this time with much more in it. And to be honest, I love this. As much as I am nervous or shy, I love being his center of the world. I love being in his mind all the time. I love when his eyes are always on me. I love when he can't take his hands off me. I love when he kisses me every time he can.
All of this is making me love him again.
The feeling, which I thought was just a simple crush 10 years ago, the feeling that I suppressed inside me since I turned 16, is coming to life again. It's coming back to life.
