A/N: For all of you who guessed the last fic was wedding, you were right! I've wanted to write a wedding fic for a while, but I was.. well... I was scared that I wouldn't do it right... hehe... *awkwardly scratches head in awkwardness*
Giselle Pink: Thanks! I do try to be cute!
WolfishMoon: You laughed? I actually made someone laugh? O.O That is a first for me :D THANK YOU T.T
boneer: I had to do a double take to see what I wrote to make me your hero. Then I saw what it was. Thank you *takes off top hat and bows*
Anyway... This is a follow-up to the previous chapter. Remember to review!
There's something to be said about the comfort that one feels while watching a loved one sleep. It's a feeling of mesmorizing intimacy and closeness. It shows the sleeper in their most vulnerable state, the one that is open to anything.
Deryn brushed away Alek's mahogany hair from where it had covered his face. There were no haggard expressions, or fatigue etched upon the smooth white skin of his face. There was no worry furrowing his brow. There was only peace.
A small smile pulled at the corners of her mouth as she sat up on her side of the bed, but still remained close to him. She gently ran her hand across his chest, feeling the smooth fabric of his night shirt.
He stirred beneath her and then opened his bright eyes. "Good morning, wife."