Red and Pink || Camptega
Waking up with the person you loved had to be one of the most reassuring and passionate moments in anyone's life. It was filled with such love and innocence The need to be with each other through the night was thoughtless and emotionally praising; a feeling that Cole had grown accustomed to. He loved being in this position with Kaz, and he couldn't begin to explain how much he truly wanted to be in the boys arms at all times. Because it was Valentine's Day, Cole had decided it was much more important to be with his family than to be away like he had everyday for almost a year. Sleeping in felt truly amazing, and being able to stay in Kaz's arms for as long as he wanted was just the same. The light was attempting to burst through the curtains that he had attempted to close the night before, but got fed up as they wouldn't shut completely. His eyes opened a little bit, but only enough to realize that Kaz and him were completely intertwined; his face was nuzzled into Kaz's warm, olive skin of his neck. The sound of the boys breathing was very quiet and intimate, and Cole felt the edges of his lips turn up in a lazy smile as he lifted his head and felt the boy stir a bit. The dark hair was falling over his face after not being styled properly, and Cole could attest to loving that look very much. Cole felt the fabric of Kaz's shirt (that was probably Cole's) and gripped at the hems of it lightly as he planted a small, eager kiss on the boys parted lips-- unknowing if he was awake or not. "Wakey, wakey." He whispered into the boys jaws, kissing again before he made it all the way down his neck, and circled to the lips again. "Happy Valentines Day, babe."