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By the time they slept together for the first time, Angela was well aware that Fareeha likes to get up early. However, she woke up to a few strands of dark hair tickling her face, and when she sneezed as a result, she heard a sleepy “bless you” grumbled in Egyptian from behind her. She realised that Fareeha was holding her from behind, and she smiled happily. “Mmm, you’re still in bed with me, meine Liebe. It’s nice to wake up like this.”

Fareeha huffed into her hair, and she managed a mumbled answer. “Of course, why would I want to get up... I don’t want to let go of you, let’s sleep some more, my beautiful angel.”

Angela’s heart melted from happiness, and she fell back asleep with a smile on her lips in the warmth of Fareeha’s loving arms.

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Fareeha loves when Angela talks in German. During sex she often curses in her native tongue, something which Fareeha takes great pleasure in, or when she is especially comfortable at night she mutters a few complimentary words into her lover's ear. It always makes Fareeha smile, because she knows that this is a side of Angela reserved only for her.

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On Saturday Mornings

Fareeha: Let's get up

Angela: Let's not

Fareeha: Angela, it's 10:46

Angela: *proceeds to drape herself over Fareeha and nuzzles her nose into her neck*

Fareeha: ...

Fareeha: Alright

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Closer

One night, Fareeha and Angela were laying in bed, or on top of each other, rather, the medic being the one comfortably resting her lover’s chest. Fareeha was reading something on her phone, but she was just about to go to put it down when, probably because of her motion as she set the phone down onto the nightstand, Angela stirred from her quiet slumber. She must have been extremely sleepy, because all she did was pull herself a bit up so that she could nuzzle her head into Fareeha’s neck. “Fareeha, hold me tighter, please... Tighter... I want to be closer...” Her words were barely understandable, but the soldier could feel more than hear what Angela wanted, and she was happy to fulfill her request. She reached around to hold the small of Angela’s back with one of her hands, and press their bodies together with the other on her upper back. The medic just sighed contently, and Fareeha, feeling her lover’s breathing return to its steady pace, closed her eyes and fell asleep with a smile on her lips.

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Angela gets super adorable when she is sleepy after a long day of work. She would probably fall asleep on her table if it wasn't for Fareeha, who often comes to check up on her. When Angela hears the other enter the room, she looks up with half-lidded eyes and greets her with a tired smile. "Hi, Fareeha... Um, take me to bed please?

The Egyptian soldier just chuckles and walks behind the medic's desk. "You shouldn't work so much, ya amar. You look so tired that you could probably fall asleep right here..." Angela tried to not think too much about the fact that that was exactly what was about to happen, and instead focused on the warm arms wrapping around her shoulders from behind. She leaned back happily, closing her eyes again and taking a deep breath.

"Yeah, I'll fall asleep here if... If you don't do anything... So..." Her thoughts trail off and her words get reduced to a quiet mumbling, which Fareeha finds to be super cute. She reaches under Angela's thighs and around her back, and lifts her off the seat with ease. The medic would be a bit embarrassed by it if she wasn't so exhausted, now she just rests her head on Fareeha's shoulder and hums drowsily in content. She almost falls asleep on their way to the bed, and only stays awake because Fareeha starts lowering her onto the sheets and then climbs in beside her. She still hears the shuffling of the covers as her lover pulls it over them, taking great enjoyment in the comfort and warmth that it provides. She is so sleepy. Her eyes have been long closed, so she just feels more than sees what's around her, latching onto Fareeha and burying her head in her shoulder. She succumbs to the fatigue almost immediately, falling asleep finally with a peaceful expression on her face.

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-Angela and Fareeha getting ready to go out for dinner-

Fareeha: So, Angela, where would you like to eat tonight?

Angela, quietly whispering: Between your legs, my dear.

-Fareeha dies-

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Finding Each Other

Finding each other in the midst of the chaos when the war broke out wasn’t easy. Angela thought she would never fall in love, never experience what it was like to have someone who looks after her, and who she can care for with undivided attention even in the hardest of times.

Then, on a quiet afternoon, after so much uncertainty, they finally confessed their feelings for each other. Angela even cried a little in Fareeha’s arms, because she had never felt so safe and happy before. They lay on the bed all afternoon with arms wrapped around one another, sometimes talking, sometimes just enjoying each other’s company in silence, but always staying as close as they could.

When Fareeha got up to get them something to drink, Angela just lay there, musing on how she finally seemed to find peace. She had felt alone, so alone, but now a shining light, Fareeha, awoke the hope long buried inside her.

As Fareeha came back, Angela extended her welcoming arms to pull her back into an embrace again. It was not rushed, not needy, but full of affection and care, a kind of feeling they had both been longing for for a long time. She closed her eyes, inhaled deeply, and gave herself to the promise that it looks like life isn’t so bad after all.

Angela knew the moment had to end sometime, that they would have to return to the world, do their duty, but now she had this moment to treasure and to make sure there would be many more like it, for she had something to live for once again.

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Mornings

They often woke up with legs intertwined, completely draped over each other, sometimes face buried in a comfortable crook or cheeks pressed together. Fareeha was an early riser, but she always waited for Angela to wake up, gently holding her close as the tired medic murmured for just a few more minutes of sleep.

“Ssh, there’s no rush, ya amar.” Fareeha placed a loving kiss on her lover’s messy hair, and hummed a quiet tune to take her back to sleep.

It was mornings like that why Angela wasn’t afraid of going to sleep anymore, because she knew that she would wake up next to the person who loved her just as much as she did.