✱ 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂 : private , snow ( @spiritguides )
✱ 𝚂𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 : snow's apartment , morning.
✱ 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙽𝚄𝙴𝙳 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 : here.
𝚂𝚄𝙽𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙴𝙿𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷 𝚃𝙷𝙴 thin curtains , casting a soft glow over the room. rust stirs , half - awake feeling the warmth of the morning on his skin. his body aches in a way that wasn't unpleasant - more of a reminder of the night before , the weight of it hanging in the air like a lingering scent. his arm drapes over snow , fingers resting against her. he could feel the steady rhythm of her breathing beneath his touch. for a moment , he lays there , eyes half - lidded , staring at the ceiling and letting his thoughts drift. the quiet apartment wrapped around him , broken only by the occasional sound from outside. it's a strange sort of peace , one that he wasn't used to , not in the way it settles in his chest like an unfamiliar guest. he refuses to move , something in him had finally given in last night. something that had been coiling tight for far too long. the kiss — the heat between them , had been inevitable. his lips still tingle with the memory of her taste , whiskey mingling with cherry.
𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙴𝙵𝚄𝙻 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝚆𝙰𝙺𝙴 her , he shifts moving slowly as he turns his head to steal a glance. snow's dark hair fans out over the pillow , her face softened by sleep , her breath steady and quiet. she looks peaceful. more at ease than he'd ever seen her , and that thought made something stir in his chest. it was strange — waking up like this. rust wasn’t used to it. the gentle intimacy of the moment felt heavy , like a thin thread tying him to something deeper than he’d meant to reach for.
𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙴𝚃 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙰 quiet breath , barely more than a whisper of air , as he carefully attempted to slide out from under the sheets. each moment was slow , refusing to disturb her slumber. he sits up slowly , muscles protesting as he swings his legs over the side of the bed. his feet unite with the cool floor , and for a second , he just sits there , elbows resting on his knees , staring at the floorboards like they held the answers to whatever the hell he’d gotten himself into. part of him wanted to bolt. the other part — well , the other part was still feeling the echo of snow’s breath against his lips , the way her forehead had rested against his , as if they’d both needed to anchor themselves in that moment.
𝚁𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝙶𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴𝚂 𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙷𝙸𝚂 his shoulder , back at the bed where snow still sleeps. rust is eager to avoid the awkwardness of whatever this morning may bring. but something he isn't quite ready to admit to – keeps him rooted there , unwilling to leave. eager to explore a new chapter , puppy love. rust exhales a quiet breath , leaning forward as his elbow sank into the mattress beneath him. his other hand reaches out , gentle fingertips brushing a few strands of hair away from her cheek. " rise and shine , princess , "
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