in the middle of the night, the even pace of his breath slowly pushes her over the edge of REM.
him: babe, are you asleep?
her: no.
him: are you awake?
her: no.
after a moment's hesitation, he let go of whispered words that jolted her back to waking life. he fell asleep soundly while she stayed up for a good couple of hours, too aware of how she's falling in love with him as well.
she doesn't regret the eyebags in the morning.=)
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