Waking up in Atemu’s arms was a remarkable feeling. His strong arms were wrapped tightly around me and his chin on my head. I could hear his heartbeat better then I was ever able to in the time I had been with him. It sounded beautiful, especially in the quiet of his bedroom very early in the morning.
Atemu’s heartbeat, birds chirping and not other sounds. Beautiful.
I’ve never felt like this before, which made me wonder whether I was ever truly in love before. But then again, I have never awoken in Ausar’s arms. Never.
But that didn’t matter.
At that moment, all I could think of was Atemu and his heartbeat.
I slowly lifted my head, kissing his chin, and then gently pulled out of his arms without waking him up.
Leaning on one arm, I looked down at him.
Strangely enough, even though
