My eyes flutter open as I stir from sleep. Shepard snores slightly, his arm still tightly wrapped around my waist. I notice a pillow has been shoved between my butt and him. I flush, a coy smile emerging on my lips as I wonder if he put it there because I was pressed up against him.
Looking at him from over my shoulder, he looks so calm. His shaggy brownish black hair surprisingly doesn’t look any less wild than usual. Being this close to his face, I notice a small almost invisible scar along his cheek. A shadow of stubble hugs his jaw.
Huh, he looks surprisingly sweet like this. It’s kind of adorable.
Shepard mumbles something in this sleep and his arm tightens around me. I smile a little wider and try to turn a bit more to get a better look at him. His eyes flas
