For a moment I feel like the absolute worst boyfriend ever (as if being stuck in a body almost ten years his junior wasn't enough at his age), because I asked the question so reflexively without even stopping to think about whether I cared about the answer, or whether his answer would make sense to me.
I huff another sigh and turn to face him. His smile is radiant, as always, and I practically hop down from the step stool and go over to wrap my arms around his waist. It puts my head right about level with his sternum, and I press my ear to his chest and listen to his heartbeat.
There are a lot of things that are awful about being me these days, but being able to hold him, feel his warmth and how alive we are... That is certainly not one of them.
"Pardon, I don't even recall what class you had today." I mumble against his chest, not really wanting to let go of him now that I have him in my arms. "It sounds like it wasn't very fun, though."
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Date: 2015-02-05 08:40 am (UTC)I huff another sigh and turn to face him. His smile is radiant, as always, and I practically hop down from the step stool and go over to wrap my arms around his waist. It puts my head right about level with his sternum, and I press my ear to his chest and listen to his heartbeat.
There are a lot of things that are awful about being me these days, but being able to hold him, feel his warmth and how alive we are... That is certainly not one of them.
"Pardon, I don't even recall what class you had today." I mumble against his chest, not really wanting to let go of him now that I have him in my arms. "It sounds like it wasn't very fun, though."