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What seemed like forever.

Looks like my princess was late to work.

She ran in my cell really quickly trying not to get caught my Albert.

Yet I am very aware he wouldn't act like an asshole.

I looked up at her while she was panting trying to catch onto her breath.

"One second..."

She whispered.

She had a small bun on her head that seemed to be a bit messed up.

A long long hoodie and some leggings.

I could tell this wasn't her morning at all. But she looks so damn gorgeous.

I would like to wake up next to her looking just like that.

With no make up on showing her small freckles on her face.

"Sorry gray...I was busy yesterday so I didn't get much sleep..."

She whispered and shut the doors behind her sighing.

Looking up at her I noticed the bags under her eyes, drained out from the lack of sleep.

She made a small yawn.

I hesitantly got up and took the file in her hands placing it down on the bed before taking her small hand and making her lie on her very own blanket.

The bed was very uncomfortable so I hoped for the blanket to make it at least a little softer for my princess.

"I can't-"

"You can."

I simply said with a smile sitting down on the floor.

"But-"

"No buts"

I looked at her lying on the bed looking at me.

"What if-"

"I'm right here. No one will bother you"

She finally gone quiet and her eyes slowly started shutting.

Her breathing became light while her chest was rising and falling softly.

Her lips parted just a little bit.

Making small hums.

Her hand was placed right beside her head opened lightly.

I sat closer and took her hand in mine it fit so perfectly.

Her fingers so much smaller than mine.

So warm.

I sat there for God knows how long admiring absolutely everything on her.

If only she was wearing my shirt.

I would give everything for her to like me in a way I like her.

But this is only her job...

I am very well aware nothing will happen between us.

And it hurts.

It hurts more than it should've.

I placed her palm on my cheek closing my eyes.

I thought a little humming and rubbing the back of her hand with my thumb.

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