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Kongpob's POV Arthit's chocolate brown eyes slowly closed. As his consciousness ebbed, I mused. While his sweet face laid against the pillow inches away from mine, I watched his chest rise and fall. He breathes softly in my face. I felt sleep was coming over me but I fought the urge to. I spurned to let this opportunity to watch him in his defenseless hours. I downright recall the first time we spent the night together, I realized he was a restless sleeper.. He moved around so often that I ended up keeping him steady and nuzzled him near me until he fell into a deep slumber in my arms. I used to think that I'd have to fight sleep and fight with everything I have whenever he was this close just to watch him sleep. But now I only have to fight the itch to trace his lips with my finger
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