*Dahlia*
I wake very early in the morning, my head feeling very heavy and my throat feeling like sandpaper. As I lift my head I realise I am snuggled into Bren's side, my head resting on his shoulder.
He looks so peaceful sleeping, his mouth slightly open, making his lips look even more inviting. His eyes closed, lashes resting against his skin. His hair is a total mess, like someone has been pulling at it all night.
Sitting up I reach for the water bottle, opening it and emptying more than half of the bottle in one big swig. I don't think water has ever tasted that delicious. I put down the bottle and spent a minute just looking at Bren, wondering if he knows how absolutely gorgeous he is.
Then he starts whimpering slightly, his arms searching for something, until he finds me and
