as we lay down in the tent set up at the end of the beach , the dark night glooming above with those stars shining bright
I feel his hands around my waist , writing something on my bare back
he told me to sleep naked
while he sleeps fully clothed
and something in me didn't deny his orders
"Nick ?" I look up to him
as I watch him staring the sky intently
"What are you writing ?" I ask him
"The star counts "
I laugh at him
"We can't count the stars " I tell him as I take his cheek in my hands
"I'm trying " he looks at me
"Can I ask you something?"
he nods at my question even though his body tenses
as i see those eyes flick
"What's your favorite movie?"i ask him
finally he smiles at me
"I used to like frozen that's the movie I watched most with my mother "
