I wake up held tight in his arms, wondering how life was so perfect. I look up to his peaceful face and run my fingers over those lips, as soft as the inside of a rose, through his hair, as soft as the fur of the teddy bears that octavain uses, along his nose, broken and beautiful, when those beautiful, sky blue eyes open those lips engulf my own.
I pull away, "No, no later."
He looks put out, but, helps me put on the praetorian toga and I help him dress in his new shirt. Jason looks stunning, the purple bringing out all the shades of blue and making his tan more, and more visible.
"I missed you" I say breaking the silence.
"I mised you too" And then we kissed. He was everything, the breath in my lungs, the warmth pressed against me. Until octavain opens the door.
"So, the Preator is kissing the long lost Jason, this would be interesting and it would seem like you shared a bed because you are both look like you were 'rolling around together'."
But then Jason shoots back "Well you know all about it, some of the stuff you do with those poor girls... just wow..."
The look of out rage on his face as he slams the door made me and him both crack up for so long that we fell in a heap laughing our γαϊδούριαoff.
So this is what it feels like to be in love.