Disclaimer: I do not own 'The Zeta Project'. I do not own any of its characters. It's just a fanfiic.
A/N This story is my Valentine's Day's present for all of you. It's a very romantic story, actually a pure fluff, but it's Valentine's Day, after all :D
As English isn't my native language, I want to thank Aldebaran8423 for her editing help on this story.
Purple Sunrise
by Iglika
Ro's point of view
I woke with a warm feeling of cozy safety.
Both Zee's arms gently hugged my bare shoulders while I was lying cuddled up to him with my face against his naked chest. I didn't move, but I knew he had already detected that I was awake -- my eyelashes lightly touched his skin when I blinked.
"Good morning, Ro," he whispered with his lips on my head.
"…'morning" I whispered back and I looked up at him.
He lightly shook back his head to toss his long black forelock from his eyes and the two dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth, surrounding his cute smile.
I couldn't resist kissing his warm soft lips, and then snuggled up to him again with my face against his chest.
"The feel of your eyelashes on my skin is like the flutter of butterflies' wings," he murmured.
No matter that I had known him for so long, he still astonished me with the tender way he was able to speak.
I laughed though, fending off his romantic words, "Do I tickle you?"
And as always he wasn't offended.
That was why I felt so good with him. He loved me the way I was.
And I loved him the way he was -- kind.
Endlessly kind.
He hugged me more strongly, yet still gently and he said, touching my face with his lips, "I don't mind having butterflies on my chest."
This time we both laughed.
I passed my hand over the well defined muscles of his arm and I rubbed my face against his shoulder. His skin smelled so good, it smelled of coconut and hazelnut, like the air in the room, which was steeped in the scent of the big balmy candle, still lit from last night.
I turned my head just a little toward the huge curtainless windows. The dawn painted its colors over the morning sky and over the immovable clouds -- golden yellow, silver and light pink, which gradated to purple…
I felt somehow…guilty. Zee had watched over me the whole night, yes, as he always did, but...he had said something so tender and I had reacted so…hastily. I was sure he liked the magic palette of daybreak's colors, but he said nothing, maybe because he was afraid that I'd answer him so harshly again…
"What?" he asked softly.
He was so incredibly good at sensing my moods.
I hesitated for a moment though…
But then…no matter how hard it was for me…
"I want to tell you something very tender…" I breathed. "Something like…'The purple of a sunrise waking up in Zee's arms…'"
He kissed me. "Sounds beautiful."
"You think?" I lifted my face to look in his deep navy blue eyes.
He smiled and kissed me again. "Yes, I do".
And kept kissing me; he slowly turned towards me, gently pulling me closer to him…
The end
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