Sweet Dreams
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I awake to the sounds of knocking at my door.
After a few brief moments I throw back the blanket and shuffle into the living room.
I open the door to find him standing there, wrapped in a thin blanket.
I need to borrow your bed, he mumbles.
I tell him, I can't do that. I'm already sleeping in it.
He growls and pushes past me, making his way to the bedroom.
I silently follow, shutting the door behind me.
He's curled up under my sheets as I arrive.
Silently I pull a spare blanket out of the closet and drape it over him.
He doesn't notice me slide into bed beside him.
What brings you here? I ask.
He opens one eye and mutters, It's too damn cold.
Gently he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer.
I lay my head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat.
Moments later he's asleep.
I place a gentle kiss on his cheek, and he doesn't move.
In my mind, I pray for this moment never to end.