Yours Unconditionally

See? You don't hate me as much as you lead on

Aricia

I woke up wrapped in a warm blanket, away from the back-killing couch I had initially slept on. I swear I tried to clean up the complicated mess that dungeon in disguise had been, but like the name I have given it, the creatures living there had made me run for life, screaming. Not something I'm proud of. But not something I regret either. Let's just say it's a long life before I go back there in my sane mind. In the end, I just decided to befriend the large white couch.

I looked around and realized that I was alone on the huge bed in what I think was Edmund's bedroom. Is it possible I sleepwalked and kicked Ed out of his room? I laughed at the thought and decided to check up on him, stuffing my hands into the pocket of my cute pink Hello Kitty pajamas.

My eyes fell on his resting figure, sleeping clumsily on the couch. His hair falling on his forehead as his soft breaths filled the air. I took a moment to study the sight in front of me. He looks serene and calm without those frustrated expressions on his face. Gorgeous in a manly way. I pushed his hair back and he purred softly.

If only you could be like this when you're awake. I almost laughed.

With a light groan, he turned around, making the comforter slide down his body. I pulled it up to cover him and planted a soft kiss on his forehead.

See? You don't hate me as much as you lead on.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~^.^~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Edmund

I woke up around 9 'o clock, my body still aching from the night on the couch. As much trouble, my new roommate is, I couldn't let her sleep on the couch while I slept on the bed. My class doesn't start until another hour and this gives me some time to get ready. A growl from my stomach notified me of my hunger. My inability to cook doesn't make things any better for me. I groaned in frustration.

My sleepy eyes fell on the note placed on the table, with something scribbled on it with a pink glitter pen. I'm pretty sure it wasn't here last night. I grabbed it, partially to make sure I wasn't still dreaming.

Thank You. Breakfast's in the kitchen ^.^

I laughed at the symbol she chose to add at the end of the message. In a way, it suits her. As much as I appreciate her efforts, she can't stay here and I have to make sure of that. This is the least I can do for her.