Author´s note: Hello everyone!.This is my first Fanfic EVER!. I hope you like it. It´s a very short one-shot. I wasn´t going to post it, but I couldn´t get it out of my mind. I apologize in advance for any grammar mistake.
Set somewhere on season 5. So, no Spoilers.
Disclaimer: I do not own Castle, if I did I´d change the name to "Caskett" and I would forget about the cases. Thanks god Marlowe is on charge and not me.
Realization
She loves to watch him sleep. Like really loves it. It's kind of creepy if she thinks about it, but she doesn't really care at all.
She loves the way his brow furrows, like he's concentrating in something, the little quirk of his mouth, his lips parting and the soft sound of his breathing.
Oh, she's screwed, she's so screwed. But she can't help it. The racing of her heart, the knot in her stomach, the smile, the goosebumps. It feels like falling in love for the first time, all these things she's feeling, the warm in her chest. She's definitely screwed, there's no way back now… and maybe, she doesn't want to go back...
Finally, she can't help it. She has to touch him. She starts caressing his face, gentle stroking his cheek, running a finger through his chin and touching his lips with her thumb, until she's kissing him; on the lips, neck, cheek, nose. She can't help it, the love pours through her, and she is feeling the need to finally tell him, to take that step, to climb the messy pieces of her wall that still remain. So, when he smiles and hums, a sign that he's waking up. He tells him. Loud and clear, because she's sure now, she needs to get it out.
When his eyes open, and his smile grows at the sight of her, she tells him: I LOVE YOU, TOO.