You woke up early in the morning, glancing over at Rog, who had not yet woken up. Roger was laying on his back, his arms sprawled across the bed in different directions.
You admired his rustic, but yet, beautiful body, watching his chest rise and fall with every drawn breath.
You made not a sound, listening to Roger breathe. Nothing could be heard besides the occasional murmur, or the engine of the neighbor's lawnmower cutting grass in the distance.
Roger had a disturbed expression on his face, almost as if he was having a bad dream. You wanted to caress Roger's graying stubble to comfort him, however you also didn't want to upset Roger an any way.
All of a sudden, out of the blue, Roger turned to you, wrapping his arm around you, pulling you into a deep hug neither of you wanted to get out of. You snuggled into Roger's chest, inhaling the cologne off from his chest.
Roger kissed you on the forehead, resting his chin of the top of your head.
YOU ARE READING
MODERN ROGER WATERS IMAGINES
FanfictionThis is the most 'what the fuck were you thinking' imagine book and i love it. So unique. But on a serious note i had and i will enjoy writing this.
