MIC/Modern Inheritance Short: "Smooth." (somewhat WIP)
(A/N: In my defense for my haitus, we can blame the new lathe I got and the constant feed of true crime content in my headphones not being conductive towards getting inspiration for writing. Here's what little I bashed out today of Eragon being cute and Arya liking his face.)
“Oh.” Eragon yawned, unable to stop himself. “Good morning.”
Arya’s lips curled up, eyes soft in the early gloom. “Good morning.” She kissed his forehead, wild fringes of her hair tickling his cheeks.
Propped up on her arm as she was, legs still tangled with his, Eragon realized she had been awake for some time. “Been watching me sleep?” The teasing tone was lost in another yawn, almost embarrassingly wide.
“Yes.” Arya’s grin reached her eyes. “I like your face.”
The blunt honesty caught the Rider by surprise, the amusement in her voice underlain by a sincerity that made his heart both soar and ache with joy. He stumbled for a moment, breath caught in his throat before he finally stuttered, “Thanks, my uh…my parents made it for me.”
Arya laughed as Eragon’s cheeks flared red at the awkward response, Saphira’s chuff outside nearly drowning out the bright sound.
Unperturbed and still smiling, Arya pressed her forehead to her mate’s, noses touching. “Well then. I’ll have to thank Brom when I see him today.”
‘Smooth, Little One.’