Journey of Love
Chapter Four

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Marcus and Neroon, or anyone else from
Babylon 5.

Authors notes: Rated PG-13 Contains slash: two males in a romantic/sexual (although not explicit) relationship. If this offends you please turn back now.

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As I woke up, the first thought that entered my mind was that I was safe as well as warm. The second , which startled me awake was that someone was in bed with me. Since my higher brain functions were still sleeping it took me a few moments to remember where I was, and how I got there. Once I did however I carefully raised my head to take stock of my position. Somehow during the night Neroon and I had become practically entwined. That is how I found myself laying on top of him with his arms and legs wrapped securely around me. Since Neroon was still sleeping peacefully I tried to move slowly, in hopes of not waking him up. Unfortunately, every time I moved slightly Neroon would follow me. By the time I gave up and lay back down I was even more hopelessly entangled with Neroon than before, except this time I was also cocooned within the blanket as well. If I wasn't so trusting, I would be suspicious right now. Grumbling all the while, I rested my head back on Neroon's sturdy shoulder.

Trying not the touch someone while laying atop them is surprisingly difficult. That is why, after a moment of internal struggle, my rigid frame gradually relaxed so I was comfortably cushioned in Neroon's warm embrace. Of course, I could have saved myself the trouble if I had just stayed where I was originally. For the most part I am a very private person, and this include physical distance as well, so I am not exactly comfortable in this kind of situation. When I was younger I wasn't this way, but as I grew up that openness only caused me pain and heartache. Gradually I stopped socializing and now I barely let anyone close to me. So while I am friendly with everyone, I have few close friends, namely Stephen and Lennier. It can be lonely but for the most part I am used to it.

"We should get up soon, we have a very long day ahead of us." Neroon suggested, startling me from my thought.

"Bloody Hell! How long have you been awake?" I asked while almost kneeing him in the groin because of my abrupt movements.

"Long enough." Neroon murmured while gently caressing my hair and upper back, making no move to rise and begin the day.