*I hold my breath, unsure how to react when you role over and i fine myself nose to nose with you, breathing the same air. The drowsiness seems to leave me as I hold my breath, hyper focusing on the little things as we lay close together like the way your fingers curl ever so slightly into the fabric of my shirt, or the way your nose is just barely a few centimeters away from mine. You hair hangs loosly against your forehead, and I resist the urge to reach up and brush it away, scared to wake you now. It's not like we haven't shared such close sleeping spaces before, and its never been awkward at all between us, but suddenly, I want to keep this moment for myself.*
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