Without fail, he'd shoot you a quick grin with a childish energy sparkling in his chocolatey hues. Faultlessly managing to make the childish boy fall in love with you every single time that grin was flashed his way. You'd turn to face him and fixing a smile onto your face, that same old smile that never grew old, forever ingraining itself into his head.Įmbedding itself into his mind, a smile that he'd fall for over and over again. You were the main focus of his attention, his mind always managing to find a way to run back to you in the end. Every colour he set his eyes on seemed insignificantly dull when compared with your own glow, your own brightness that seemed to engulf every other colour in the room.
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Both of you trapped inside your own world that was full of hues and saturation. He'd have exchanged any amount of sleep to spend more time cuddled beside his sweetheart, forgetting the minutes that ticked by as he lazily played with your (H/C) hair. The sweet words that were exchanged between one another intermixed with the laughter, creating an atmosphere that surrounded you, trapping you both in your own infinitesimal corner of the world. These young mornings, wherein the only things that truly existed were the bedsheets, sweet words, and the glistening sun. But he didn't.Įven if he hadn't been such a light sleeper, he'd have still preferred staying awake with you in these early mornings. He'd let out a ernest laugh that was slurred with the desire to fall back into the land of his dreams with you by his side. "Skeppy, get off, I can't breathe," you'd tease, trying to wiggle out of his relentless grasp that just reinforced itself tenfold whenever you moved. "Good morning," he'd greet you, voice gruff yet lilting, ready for the day ahead. Those glacial nights wherein frostbite was determined to creep into every nerve in your fingers and gently freeze your very soul in your own skin. He was forever warm, a constant radiator that you were glad to wrap your arms around on those frozen winter nights. His arm fluidly draped itself around your waist, arms holding you closer towards his warm body. Standing at the end with hope in your heart, arms ready to envelop him into a warm embrace. The eternal light of brightness that shines at the end of a tunnel. Yet despite all the pressures and strains, and all the daunting times he'd dragged himself through, you were still there at the end. You'd been a refuge when typhoons were swarming all around him, when despair had crashed down upon him like a swirling, seething tsunami that wished to release all its wrath on his one body. "(name)," he'd sleepily murmur, your name rolling off his tongue so fluently, as though it were the most natural thing in the world.įor you'd always been there for him, anchoring him down safely whilst storms raged on all around him. His very face in these mornings was a contrast so striking to the persona he adopted once he turn on the camera one in which 'peace' wasn't a word in his vocabulary.
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His face had acquired an exquisite calm, as though he'd found a paradise of his own amidst the world that he lived in. His face, illuminated by the subtle glow of the sun never failed at giving the word, 'tranquil' an entirely new meaning.ĭespite his dishevelled hair that dipped in sporadic intervals across his forehead and his sleep-laden, half-lidded liquid chestnut eyes that drooped languidly, he truly looked at peace. He'd turn to the figure next to him, the ghost of a smile tugging the corners of his lips upwards.
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To the radiance of his room, courtesy to the early morning sun that hadn't failed in invading his room at the crack of dawn, casting a golden stain on every one of his possessions. It had become somewhat a routine for him, to wake up to the sound of birds harmonising with one another.
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The sunlight streaming in through the thin curtains that hung on his windows and pouring out onto the floor below him, casting an almost celestial glow on his sleepy face. He awoke to the euphonious singing of birds, chirping melodic tunes that promised a vivid day ahead.