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i always wanted to find you waldo
but not like this
not like this
there is something distinctly thrilling and beautiful about waking up in the middle of the night to find that you are still held in his arms. something about curling into him, putting your head on his chest and floating softly back to sleep to the rhythm of his beating heart.
there is something astutely odd about being awoken the next morning to kisses planted softly on your cheeks. by 2 rough arms grabbing you into a tight hug and forgetting to take a breath. something about learning each other in the night, loving sweetly in the morning.
there is something strangely satisfying about the thought of keeping him a stranger. a lover in the night. away from your friends and family who will detract from his light. he’s better as a thought anyway. he exists in his own world, one he invites you into ever so often, if you brought him into yours its as if he might fall apart.