SKY’s POV.
I know it’s creepy to stare at someone while their sleeping but damnnn.
I could get used to waking up to this amazing view. The sun is barely up and I need to get up and start preparing for work but I just want to soak up this last minutes of perfection.
His hair is all mused up and one of his arm his circled round my waist anchoring me to him. He doesn’t want to let me go.
His face is soft with sleep and he looks so innocent. My eyes trail to the scars that litter the expanse of his chest and swallow a sad sigh.
Sometimes I forget that he was in the army and saw stuffs that no one should see. Just to keep his country safe.
He avoided talking about it but I’m no fool. A couple of them look like gunshot wounds. I push the panic that immediately floods me mind at the thou
