The beach

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He stirred lightly in his sleep, and however I didn't want to wake him, I couldn't stop touching him. He was so beautiful, spread out on the mattress, limbs taking over almost the entire bed while he laid on his stomach, his face turned my way. I didn't know how I got so lucky to get this beautiful man back in my life, to be able to love him and call him mine, but I was planning to enjoy it to the fullest. My fingers had a mind of their own, wandering over his back like little butterflies. 

"Morning Li," he suddenly croaked in his excruciatingly sexy morning voice. 

"Hey. Did you sleep well?" I asked him, unable to keep the smile off my face when I looked at him.

"Like a baby. You?"

"You've completely worn me out yesterday, so yes, I slept marvellous."

"Good. No regrets?"

I rolled my eyes. He had asked me a thousand times if I was sure before we got into bed yesterday, and now he was still being insecure about all this. "Absolutely not Haz. I love you."

"Okay, just checking," he smiled lazily as he shuffled a bit to find a more comfortable position.

I leaned on my elbow as I watched him silently, my fingers still playing their own game on his back. He had a soft smile on his face and his hair was tousled, hanging over his eyes a little bit, but not taking the bright green orbs out of view. 

"You still have that thing with my scar, haven't you? You can't stop touching it."

I looked at my hand and realised he was right, my fingers were trailing along the slightly raised white scar tissue that ran over his back. My jaw clenched automatically as I saw it. I shrugged. "I still hate the fact this happened to you. They had no right."

"Nobody has a right to bully, or to hurt another, but there's nothing we can do about it now Li. It's just there and that's it. You should stop fretting about it."

"Still. But it's beautiful too, in a way. I like the feeling of it underneath my fingers, and it makes you you, if that makes any sense."

"No it doesn't." he grinned, rolling over on his back and pulling me on top of him. He kissed me on the lips and embraced me, his hands stroking my back and keeping me close to him. "So, since you don't regret last night, what do you say about repeating it?" He asked, smirking slightly.

"Can't get enough of my gorgeous body now you've got a taste, can you?" I teased, rolling my eyes at him. "And I would say yes, but the sun is shining for the first time in days, so I want to do so something before duty calls again tonight. We should go to the beach, just like old times. Remember how we always went there in winter?"

"Of course I remember. I loved those trips. And staying in bed with you all day is tempting, but a day at the beach sounds good as well. Let's get up then. I think I might even have some food left to make us breakfast. And if not, I made cake yesterday," he winked before I rolled off of him and let him get out of bed. I watched him as he walked through the room, a bit sorry that he had picked his boxers up from the floor and put them on to head to the bathroom. I smirked at the thoughts popping into my head as I got out of bed as well and followed behind him, opening the door to the bathroom. He obviously hadn't heard me come in as he stood in the shower, the doors already clouded with the steam but still enabling me to see him, his head thrown back and his eyes closed as the water rained down on him. I opened the door and quietly stepped in. He almost jumped a foot high when he opened his eyes and spotted me.

"Fucking hell Liam, you scared me."

"I didn't realise that was the effect I have on you now, you didn't say that last night," I winked as I reached for the bottle of shampoo behind him. 

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