I know I should be updating my fics, but I just wanted to write this.
They are lying together on the bed. She is sleeping, but he is wide awake. He looks at her sleeping face. Her chest is rising up and down each time she takes a small breath. He wonders why he coulnd't sleep like she could.
His hands reaches out for her sun-blessed hair, and he takes a small strand of her it in his hand. He kisses it, twirling it a bit after he has done so. This action somehow gave him a slight hint of peace, something that he hadn't felt for a while. Maybe it is the fact that she is here, or that no one is saying anything.
People mistoke him often for someone who wanted only action, but a moment of calm is something he to desires for time to time.
Her eyes fluttered open. She looks at his green eyes through her half-lidded brown ones. "Is something the matter?" she asked. He shakes his head and kissed her forehead. "There is nothing wrong," he said. "Just go back to sleep." And so she did. He follows her shortly afterwards into dreamland.
R&R