Some cute fluffy cuddling with Micky Dolenz. 2nd person perspective ("you" perspective). Short and sweet.
He didn't say anything, didn't need to. He had been able to read your subtle body language for a while now, having spent so much time with you, every spare minute he had in fact. No, he said nothing. Just scooted closer on the couch and pulled you into his arms.
Micky held you close, first squeezing you tight, then gently stroking your hair, occasionally pausing to scratch the parts of your head he knew felt best. As your head lowered to his chest, he rested his own chin on your hair, moving one hand to wrap around your side, the other to rest on your shoulder.
"Hey sweetheart," he whispered, his breath warm. His lips were so close, they tickled your skin, "I love you."
He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear so he could better see your face and the smile that warmed his heart. He loved that smile. It was the main reason for his antics these days, anything to bring out that flash of teeth and beautifully curved lips, an expression of joy.
"I love you, too," you find yourself whispering, snuggling closer to his warm chest. He leans back on the couch, taking you with him so you're curled up on top of him. He rubs his hands down your back, causing your shirt to rise a bit.
His own grin forms after your declaration of love, and he reaches his lips to yours, locking them together as he continues to hold you close, comfortingly. He wraps a leg around one of yours, doing his best to entangle himself closer to you. Even after the kiss ends, he holds you, just glad to have you near him.
