Pulling back just a bit, he smiled weakly as he traced her facial features with his eyes. "I love you to death, it's a surprise I'm still alive. Whenever I see you, my heart skips a beat. It's odd how familiar and how surprising the feeling is."
(This is my last post for the night, because me head kills right now. So I wish you a good night~)
She smiled gently tracing her thumb over his bottom lip
(Goodnight!)
(Good morning! How’d you sleep?)
Brad let his eyes fall closed, humming softly at the feel of her thumb against her skin. He was beyond content, and just happy to be here. “You’re the most beautiful girl alive.” Brad whispered, sitting up to peck her lips.
(I can´t sleep anymore sooo)
¨And I My Love am The Luckiest girl alive to be your girlfriend¨ she whispered
“That’s not true.” Brad insisted, resting his chin on her shoulder. “I’m just the guy that happens to get to be with you. Any other guy would be drop dead lucky to have you. And I mean that in all seriousness.” Brad hummed, leaning in to her with A heavy sigh.
I Love you She whsipered.
(Is she waking up from her dream?)
(I was just asking. If that’s not what you had planned, just say so.)
Brad had a warm smile on his lips, as everything around him started to fade in to a blur. The surrounding area was fading, and he was starting to blur with the rest of the world. “I live you baby-doll… I always have.”
She Reached to touch him but he disappeared before her eyes
Caroline shot up from her spot laying on the couch to sitting and gasped for air.
At hearing her heavy breathing, Brad came in to the room with concern written all over his face. "Babe?" He asked softly, stepping up to the couch. "What's wrong? Is everything alright?"
She pulled him close and wrapped her arms around him ¨Your still here¨ she said
"I am… what's wrong? Did you have a bad dream?" He asked softly, pecking the top of her head with a soft smile. He didn't mind her hugs, he was just too confused to fully accept it.
he shook her head ¨It was a really good dream until you disappeared¨ she said.
"Did I disappear, because you woke up?" Brad asked softly, holding on to her. "Or was it something else? Because, I'm right here. Nothing is happening to me. I'm right here."
She sniffled ¨Ök¨ she said Buring her head in his chest
"I'm sorry I got up… I was just going to make lunch." Brad whispered, sitting down so they could be at a more comfortable hugging height. "I'm right here though, so you don't need to worry."
She nodded against him ¨I´m sorry If I startled you¨ she said.
"Don't be babe. I was just concerned." Brad whispered, nuzzling her cheek with his nose. So careful he was being with her, not wanting to hurt or scare her. "Are you alright now?"
She nodded gainst him ¨I´m Okay¨ she said, still not letting go of him
Nodding back, he pulled back just a little bit. A soft smile settled on his lips as he stroked her hair. "You don't seem like it baby-doll… you can tell me if something's wrong. I promise I'll try and fix it."
¨I just want you to hold me… just a bit longer¨ She said.
"Of course honey… whatever you need." Brad whispered, leaning back in to the couch so he could hold on to her a little better. He was still relaxed, and feeling refreshed from his half nap on the couch.
Brad?. . .Will you make me some tea?¨ she asked looking at him.
"I will… if we have any. What's your favorite?" Brad asked softly, running his fingers through her hair. "If we don't have tea, I'll run across the street to go get some tea."
¨I like lemon and Sleepytime tea oh and pepperment¨ she said
"Right, peppermint. And then Lemon is a lot like Orange… that makes sense." Brad hummed with a soft smile as he got up. "Do you wanna come with me, or just sit here and wait if I have to go to the store?"
She grabbed a balnket and wrapped it around her herself including her head so it looked like a hood.
"I'll take that as a no, little Miss Red Riding Hood." Brad hummed, ducking in to the kitchen to look for tea. "Is there any kind you won't drink? I don't want to bring you something you hate."
¨Nope I like all tea¨ she said.