Akira
For the first time in week I wake up without feeling his stare on me. It doesn't take me long to comprehend his missing gaze for next second I am aware of life crushing wait on me. Romero is sprawled above me, his face is resting on my chest and his arms encircling my waist tightly. It is an uncomfortable position but I can get used to it. A sudden urge to pee has me completely up from my slumber.
I carefully grab his arm and attempt to remove them from my waist but they don't budge. Sighing, I tug his hands but instead of loosening they tightens further.
"Don't do that." He grumbles in croaky voice.
I halt on my movement before relaxing, "I have to go." I protest still tugging his arm.
"But I am comfy." He purrs slightly placing a kiss on my chest.
I huff, "Well I'm not. I ne
