Jack sighed and slowly rubbed his nose against her shoulder, eyes shut once more. He loved this. This… they had never properly woken in each others arms like this. She was so warm, so close, and it felt so right. He’d never woken like this before but oh, he would do it again in a heart beat. If she was staying here, with him, then he looked forward to every morning.
“You’re warm…” he whispered sleepily.
She snuggled closer to him, yes, but she refused to look at him. She feared if she did she would lose her courage. The loving way in which he spoke broke her heart. She wished she could relish in it, return the affection. Her heart was battling with her, wishing her to accept it and just melt against him.
But she wouldn’t. Oh god she couldn’t.
It took him a moment to realize how quiet she was. At first he thought it was because she was awake. He opened his eyes and looked at her, and saw her pointedly looking away from him. His heart turned to ice in seconds. “…Katelynn? W-what… what’s wrong? Did y-didn’t you have a good sleep…?” he asked. “Are you sick..?”
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