My Miser +A Storm & Silence Fanfiction+

10. I Want It That Way

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The darkness was all around the corner. It captured the whole of the room. It engulfed all its surroundings and swallowed it all at once. Yet, for some reason I wasn't scared of it. In fact it felt solacing. It felt like the darkness was spreading its arm open and calling out to me for good. The darkness wasn't bad as we all make it seem, in fact without darkness how can we see the twinkling stars showing the way to the sailors astray?

I looked outside as the moon shone brightly and smiled at me while the stars winked.

The effulgent light of moon followed a particular path and finally landed on the God like face sleeping beside me dazzling his stone-like features in the process.

His eyes were closed emphasizing his thick lashes. His chest heaved as he was in a deep sleep. His hair was in ringlets as a strand of his hair fell on his forehead. The moonlight made it look all the more resplendent as I couldn't help but move the strand off his forehead.

His jaw was clenched. His eyebrows were creased.

I smiled as I moved my fingers between his brows and straightened his eyebrows with my fingers still lingering on his heavenly face. My fingers traced his jaw as I felt his seriousness alleviate.

I shook my head as I grinned.

Even in his resting time, he maintained his usuality.

Silence.

He wasn't snoring. His closed eyes and heaving of chest were the only thing which stated the fact that he was still asleep.

My fingers caressed his face softly, very softly as if it was a fragile piece of glass and would break into million pieces and I made sure he was still sleeping peacefully.

Acquainted with my touch, he leaned into my hands as his huge arm travelled around my waist in a vice grip.

His eyes were still closed.

I could feel something propel in my stomach as I felt ticklish feeling inside the walls of my stomach.

I turned away from his side as I looked at the ceiling in the dark. My hands clutched his huge one on my waist for support.

It felt like all my insides were twisted in a painful knot squeezing the blood out of my stomach. I clutched my stomach and got up from bed instantly as the bile rose up my throat making his hand on me to fall on his side.

I hurried towards the bathroom as I chucked up all the food I ate a while ago.

I didn't notice that he was awake until I felt huge arms holding me protectively and precisely as if I would fall if he would loosen his grip.

I held onto his hand for support as he held my hair back and rubbed my back soothingly making me feel better.

I stood up straight as he walked out of the bathroom when I was done.

This was the third time in a day I was throwing up but he didn't need to know that. Why? Because simply I don't want him to make him anxious for no reason.