My Blossom

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"Sweetheart don't-... What the hell are you doing ringing your father?... where are you?" The sound of my mother's voice made me freeze. She didn't sound very happy.
"I'm with Blossom" I answered
"Blossom?... that's an adorable name... what's she like? Is she pretty? Does she like you?" She fired question after question.

"Mum... it's fine. She's... perfect" I sighed in content
"Did you tell her?" She asked worried, I tensed, I couldn't tell her yet, not when she's only just accepted me.
"N-no... but I will... soon" I said.

After answering a bunch of other questions I heard the bathroom door unlock
"Mum I gotta go" I said, hanging up.

As I did the door opened, and there she stood, her wavy hair down, her face void of makeup, wearing a white silky nightgown I longed to tear off her body.
She was a fucking angel.

She hung her dress up on a hook above her closet and then made her way over to me, sitting down at the end of the bed with me.

She fumbled with her hands, looking down at her lap.
"You um... s-should we get in bed?" She asked innocently
I immediately nodded.

We got into bed and she turned the light off, she laid down beside me, just a few inches away and yet it felt like too far.

Blossom's POV

I tried to make out his face in the dark, but I was cut off from my thoughts when he grabbed my waist, pulling me closer to him.
I gasped, his hands wound around my body, pressing me up against him as he snuggled his head into my hair.

He seemed perfect... too perfect.
I'd heard certain stories and rumours about him.
Even seen the way he acted around school, he had a short temper, that was a given factor.

But he hadn't lost it with me once. He was sweet, kind and caring.
That didn't stop the worries flooding my head though, would he accept me when he finds out what I really am?

"Blossom" he said, one hand coming up to grasp my cheek
Oh god... his voice was so deep
"Yes" I said, but it came out more like a squeak.

"Are you okay with all this? You know coming back with me" he asked quietly
Was I?
I think so. I wanted to be with my mate.
So I nodded, then realising he couldn't see me.

"Yeah. I am" I said softly.
He pulled me closer, pulling my head into his neck, stroking my hair.

"Fuck your perfect" he mumbled, making me blush, from his words and from the tingles I felt throughout my body at his touch.
It was a few minutes later that one of my earlier thoughts popped into my head, prompting a question.
"Sin?" I asked, he hummed in response
"What do I smell like to you?" I asked.

He chuckled
"Honey... and peaches... it's the most beautiful scent ever" he mumbled, sniffing my hair again
I couldn't help but smile, everyone says having a mate is the best feeling in the world, but you never truly know until you've found them.

"What about me?" He asked
"Mint and Pine" I said, making him hum as he tangled our legs together
"Get some sleep baby..." he mumbled into my hair
I snuggled into him, sighing happily as I fell asleep.

'Baby'...

Sin's POV

I woke up to light blue walls and the sun blinding my eyes
This wasn't my room, it was when I looked down I realised why
My beautiful mate had her back to me, her hair all over her face as she slept peacefully.

I couldn't help but smile at her, moving her hair out of the way and trying my hardest not to attack her neck in kisses
She moaned lightly in her sleep and moved backwards into my arms, her ass unintentionally rubbing up against me.