Babyblue lies
I was the little spoon. We were laying in his bed, under his thick blanket. It was big enough for the both of us and we didn’t take too much place anyway. We were almost one. He was hugging me from behind. His right hand was interlocked with mine and his left arm was wrapped around me. Like always. Feeling his chest on my back made me feel good. It wasn’t surprising to me anymore how safe I felt in his arms. He did my hair again, so I wouldn’t feel like a wet dog anymore. It seemed like he enjoyed doing my hair and I enjoyed him touching my hair. I was wearing one of his large shirts again and he had his sweatpants on. We could’ve considered cuddling naked but we both were too tired for the s****l tension. He buried his face in my neck. He was sleepy. So was I. That’s why I closed my e
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