A Kim and Jared tale:
Prologue- in the future: Kim's PoV
me and Jared are spooning on his bed with his arms wrapped around me while I held his hand under my chin. I blinked awake, barely, groggy with sleep. I was far too hot to cope with his body heat, but I did not want to part from him; unfortunately, out duvet cover was already pushed off the bed and onto the floor due to the events of the night before. I felt his right leg between both of mine, brushing the joining of where my legs met with a slight movement. I realised we were sleeping facing the left of his room. I snuggled up closer to him if possible to avoid being parted.
I finally opened my eyes fully, waiting for the heat to become unbearable, I brushed my sweat ridden messy hair out of my eyes and turned so my eyes could watch his. I reached over my right shoulder with my left hand to his right shoulder (which was softly and sightly leaning on me) a small shove. "Jared, love, wake up." I moaned, now that I was conscious, his weight began to crush me. " Jared, sweetie, wake up." I tried to be soft but firm. He didn't move. I tried to wiggle out of his grip to make a point but he just moaned, low and deep for me to stay causing me wetten down below.
When I complained consistently and loudly he finally jerked awake and demanding with a worried voice, "What? What's wrong? Are you okay?" His hair was sticking up in directions.
"Jared, It's okay, I was getting too hot." I was beginning to sweat badly. I added, "I also, need to get up and tell mom where I am, she'll be worried."
"Oh, of course. I'm sorry, beautiful."
"I'm sorry, I startled you." I smiled, so he smiled in response.
"Don't be." He kissed my lips, leaning into the kiss. His lips continued down my neck, causing me to moan and remember. To remember, the very first time we met and the time in between and I realised. That every Person, every being and every couple has a story to tell.
And I shall tell you, ours.
