i opened my eyes nearly forgetting where i am. as i gaze sleepily to the one lying beside me, a surge of memories started to fill my inner being; memories of what has transpired the night before.
sensing that i'm awake, i felt him move beneath my arms. slowly, he turned to his side and faced me, his lips curving into a smile. i held out my hand, my fingers tracing his strong jawline.
a beautiful boy, indeed. i thought to myself. many will cry over you.
and just then, my hand started moving elsewhere.
the guy is slowly becoming a constant companion, a provider of sorts. however, it was cleared already from the start, no emotional investments whatsoever, lest he wants his girl to find out.