As the number of days grew so did my closeness to Deimos. I have slowly begun to come out of my shell and see the world and also have been bringing his walls down. Deimos and I have grown so close. The 'close' I once deemed as impossible when I had arrived but life always surprises you.
The sunrays flowing through the windows softly touches the lanes of his body as I smile to my thoughts. Hesitantly I snuggle closer to his warmth. My head lays on his left hand while his right hand is placed over his eyes. His chest rises and falls softly, his breath beautiful like a rhythm. I flinch when he moves his position moving his body facing me, giving me a clear view of him.
My itching fingertips move slowly towards his face trying to feel him. I slowly trace his thick eyebrows and down the
