Mine

Three weeks earlier

The curtains hadn't been shut the night before meaning the early morning sun's rays flooded into the bedroom making the room glow. It didn't, however, cause the two figures wrapped tightly up in each other to stir from where they slept.

The man slept, soundly on his back one of his muscular arms wrapped tightly around the other figure while the other lay on his chest, his fingers threaded through five others that didn't belong to him. The woman lay on her side; her head cushioned comfortably on the man's chest, nestled beneath his chin. And together they would rise and fall in time with his even breathing. She was molded to his side and their legs were entwined around each others. One of her arms was folded beneath her sleeping body while the other lay on his chest, her hand enclosed in his much larger one.

Both slept peacefully and soundly. As they did whenever they slept as they were now. Together, wrapped in each other. Usually their nights were disturbed and fitful. Their subconscious minds plagued with the memories they repressed while they were awake. The memories that they had both shut away long ago and never spoke of would be warped into haunting nightmares that would hold them hostage in their own personal hells until they woke themselves up drenched in sweat and struggling to breath.

Together, they found peace. Together they found relief. They saved each other, offered each other safety and refuge from their pasts, their darkest moments. Together they replaced them with good ones. After the first night they had slept together and woken up nightmare free they hadn't spent a night apart. Neither wanting to, both knowing they would do anything to protect the other from the nightmares if they were half as bad as their own.

It was only when a loud ringtone, completely out of place with the peaceful morning, pierced the serene silence that the two figures stirred. The man groaned and let his head roll sideways to lean on hers causing the coconut scent of her shampoo to fill his senses and at the same time the woman clamped her eyes shut and slowly turned her head so she was face down on his chest while she placed her other hand over one of her ears.

After a few minutes the phone stopped and two sighs of relief could be heard in the room as the two snuggled back down into the bed and into each other, still yet to speak. But no more than a minute later the phone that sat on the nightstand lit up once again and rang for the second time,

"Phone" the woman muttered out and the man smiled, his eyes still closed, as he felt her lips move against his chest,

"You get it" he murmured stubbornly in response making no effort to move. He almost laughed when her foot kicked him slightly and he copied her movement making her smile against his skin.

"It's Saturday" she groaned out when the phone kept ringing and finally the man untangled his hand from hers and blindly reached for the phone, which turned out to be hers,

"Yeah" he spoke groggily into it,

"Wow Kens you must have had a bad night" a voice full of laughter spoke into it and he groaned,

"Oh Good morning sunshine" the voice added,

"Whatsa time" he asked as he pulled his arm tighter around the woman still refusing to acknowledge the day.

"About ten and here I was thinking that you two would be up by now. Anyway I just rang to say that we're all meeting at the place at two alright?" the man nodded mutely before realising that his agreement couldn't be heard over the phone,

"K" he said but when the man began talking again he began to drift off focusing on the woman now moving in his arms. She ever so slowly pulled her body up and turned herself so she was laying a little further on top of him. When she was close enough to the phone she spoke directly before hitting the button to hang up the phone and pulled it from his hand putting back where he'd got it from.

"Go away Deeks" he just laughed looking down at the woman and grinned when she finally opened her eyes to meet his. She had always marveled at how his eyes seemed to be a shade lighter in the morning and watched as they dropped to her lips that were dangerously close to his. Before he knew it her lips gently dropped onto his and he returned her kiss, deepening it slightly,

"Good morning Kens" she smiled and kissed him again before drawing back slightly and speaking against his lips,

"Good morning G"

So I'm going back in time before the first chapter of mine happened. Hope you like it : )

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Nina xx