Rose stirred awake from being warm. Unpleasantly so. She recognized too late that the reason was the six foot seven Russian pressed against her, with his head on her chest and his arms snuggly around her.
She stared at him in awe. He was beautiful when he slept. Not that he wasn't beautiful when he was awake, but something about the serenity and calmness combined with the rhythm of his breathing, made him otherworldly. She was so tempted to run her fingers through his hair.
Rose wasn't sure what she should do. She didn't want to try to get up and risk waking Dimitri. She wasn't sure how he would react to their precarious position. She didn't have much time to debate since Dimitri was starting to rouse. Rose didn't want to do the wrong thing, so she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. She could feel Dimitri's breathing change as he woke, the slight jerk of his body when he realized he was tangled around Rose. He didn't remove himself from Rose right away. Rose figured he was probably thinking the same thing she thinking just a few moments ago.
The difference was, Dimitri decided to chance it and unwrapped his arms from her slowly. Since she was pretending to sleep Rose was like dead weight, and Dimitri was being so careful not to wake her. Rose took pity on him and with a sigh she turned away from him, releasing his arm. Rose heard the shaky breath he let out when he was free at last. She didn't know if she should be offended by that or not.
Dimitri knew Rose was awake the whole time. He wondered if her pretending to sleep was for his benefit or her own. Either way, playing along was easier than calling her out. He didn't know how he felt about waking up like that with Rose. And he didn't know how he felt about the fact that for the first time since he was restored, he slept the whole night. Deep down, Dimitri thought even if by some grace, it was good for him to be around Rose, for her to he around him was the worse place she could be. He still thought himself her greatest threat.
In the living room Dimitri didn't know what to do with himself. He wanted to go out for a run, but didn't want Rose to wake up and think he'd left. He could leave a note, but who's to say she'd find it. In the end, he opted for lounging on the couch reading a book.
Dimitri couldn't concentrate on his book. He read the same sentence over and over. He laid on the couch, consumed by the thought that he slept the whole night. Because of Rose. And it was killing him. He should have been keeping his distance from her. Not sleeping in the same bed as her. Did he even deserve to sleep the whole night through? It was peace he was entirely unsure he was worthy of.
Rose "woke up" 15 minutes later. "I'm going for a run. Wanna come?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.
"Sure", he answered with a shrug. That'll put distance between us, Dimitri chastised himself.
A/N:
Hello my lovelies!
Thank you so much for the reviews! They make my day!
I wanted to take a moment to send a GRAND shout out to my very good friend Martioneskimo - Leslibeth! Today is her birthday and I want to wish her the very best! Send lots of love and joy-joy feelings!
I do hope no one was disappointed that there was no nightmare scenario (nor were there sexy times). I decided to go a different route here... but who knows? The story is still young! (Does tha make any sense?)
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Peace out,
K
