East Side Line (Kavi AU)

The Book of Love

So sorry this is super late! I'm currently in the process of moving to university so things are a little hectic right now. Then the week after will be freshers week so there won't be much writing being done there either as ill either a) be partying b) be at a welcome event or c) be asleep. I'm going to try and finish as many chapters I can before I go so I'm not too behind but if not I wouldn't expect consistent updates until two weeks time.

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Kirstie quickly found that the best thing about living with her boyfriend was being able to wake up before him every single day. She'd loved it whenever they had had one of their many sleepovers together but getting to do it every single day was magical. A lot of people would find being watched while they slept creepy but Avi could never find her weird, she was too adorable to make him feel awkward. Instead of getting mad or uncomfortable like you would expect, he would usually pull her closer, giving her a sloppy good morning kiss and tasting that familiar sourness of their dry mouths together after a night of sleep. She woke him up every morning from her quiet admiration of him and he couldn't think of a better thing or a better person to be woken by.

It was the morning after their Scömìche master plan and Kirstie knew she should get up to go and check on Mitch upstairs before he returned to work but seeing Avi sleeping soundly in the bed beside her quickly convinced her to leave it a little longer. Reaching out to find her phone on the stand next to her, she sent Mitch a quick text asking him about the night before hoping that the situation between the two of them had improved and not gotten worse. She placed her phone back down and rolled over to face her sleeping companion, ready to start the morning ritual she loved so much. Thankfully, the New York weather had not deteriorated enough for him to forgo not wearing a shirt for bed and she thanked the Lord that she was able to have more skin to play with.

Reaching out, she tentatively let her fingertips fall against his outstretched arm that had been previously wrapped around her and began to gently stroke the smooth skin she found there. She drew patterns, alternating the pressure in her fingers between every swirl and every flick knowing that slowly she was lulling him awake. As her fingers met the edge of hair that begun on the side of his arm she felt him shift slightly, curling his arm closer to her touch, subconsciously enjoying her movements. Her hand moved up as she drew her fingers lightly across his collarbones, pausing only to admire the faded pink bruise that was still left there from a few days ago and she couldn't help but be a little proud that her mark was still there days later. Glancing up, she saw that his eyes were cracked open slightly, squinting down at her since the sun from the crack in the blinds was annoyingly falling straight across his face. She flashed a grin up at him before leaning down to gently pepper kisses across the shoulders she knew and loved while her hand found its way to the coarse hair on his chest, running her fingers in the directions that it fell. He took a deep intake of breath as her hand slowly moved down his chest to his abdomen, lazily tracing invisible circles there as she smirked into his shoulder, pleased that he was getting slightly aroused by her touch. Laying a kiss onto his neck, she quickly removed her hand from the smooth skin of his lower stomach and pushed her self up slightly to get a clear view of his sleepy expression.

"Never shave." Her voice was barely above a whisper as her fingers reached out to play with the stubble that was currently taking residence on his neck.

He moved his head slightly to get out of the sun, finally his eyes blinked open fully and he gave a sedated smile at the sight of her. "Never stop waking me up."

"You were snoring last night." Kirstie giggled, rolling more onto him so she was almost completely laid on his chest.

"Sorry." His morning voice vibrated through her body which instantly made her feel completely relaxed and complaisant.