*~*As You Sleep*~*
~For Lali, who helps~
"Lullabies fill your room, and I will be singing"
-Something Corporate
He was watching his golden hair, light surrounding a tortured angel's face. Fire flickered back and forth across the stone walls.
Their shadows moved across the cold, our feet across warm fur.
Why are we always sitting on the floor in front of the fire? The bed isn't that cold...
Maybe it was because he liked to watch the dark distort the soft features of the fair-skinned boy before him.
Maybe it was because they always seemed to have romantic "sessions" while sitting here together.
Maybe it was because Christopher would always fall asleep, and he could always run his fingers in a creation better than anything Rumpelstiltskin could lay claim to.
Maybe it was just because he loved him.
Smiling softly as his Christopher stirred in his arms, he placed a sweet-kiss on his temple.
Blue orbs looked up at him, "Hey," a sleepy, mumbled voice whispered into his chest.
"Hey. Waking up?"
"Maybe. What were you doing?"
"Watching you, as you sleep."
"Why?"
Dark arms pulled him slightly closer, welcomed as Christopher snuggled into him.
His thin fingers trailed from arms to the inside of a wrist, wrapped around a rough hand, and brought the fingertips to his lips.
Christopher looked into his eyes and laughed softly, "Nevermind, Jalil. I know," and brought his lips to replace his hand.