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Tenya was so pretty when she was sleeping.
Donnie had come to this conclusion, watching her sleep. It sounded weird or creepy to others, but as he couldn’t rest he always just found himself watching her. It was better than working late on tech he had to do.
It didn’t matter what time it was. All that mattered is that she was here, in his dorm bed, asleep. He sat beside her, running his fingers through her hair. He kissed her on the forehead gently. He found out what places woke her up and what didn’t, through trial and error.
Kissing her on the lips or her neck always woke her up, no matter how soft he did it. Her cheeks were an iffy area to pin down, as it woke her up sometimes. Her forehead and shoulders were his options as of now.
He chuckled softly as she moved her head back to lean against his hand that was in her hair, like she wanted his touch. He found that her hair was a relaxation part to her, especially if he ran his fingers through her undercut.
His eyes drifted to her arm braces she had, he frowned slightly at them. He knew she needed them, he just hated why she needed them. What her mother did to her back then is unforgivable, but she didn’t have to worry about them anymore.
He has kissed her bare arms many times, every scar, every little detail that was left as a reminder as to what happened. He wanted her to feel good about herself, about the insecurities her parents left her, in scars on her body and in her mind.
Of course in his eyes, she had no flaws to her body. Except the part she didn’t want, a mistake that had happened to her.
It was weird to think of how she saw him “naked” all the time, when he took his battle shell, mask, and other cloths of fabric on his limbs. But he didn’t want to see her naked. She’s seen her shirtless, before she figured out herself, he quickly forgot what it looked like. And the obvious part he never wanted to see, because it wasn’t her. She had so many insecurities about that part of her.
She was so lucky to have Tensei with her, who agreed in letting her get bottom surgery as soon as she turned eighteen. He knew she was extremely happy and excited about it because she brings it up to him all the time, happy it was going to happen.
He kissed her forehead again, looking at her face as he pulled away. She had a barely visible smile on her face, maybe she was dreaming about something nice, he wondered what it was. Maybe he’ll ask her in the morning.
He sighed as a wave of exhaustion rolled through him. He laid down beside her, pulling the covers over him and making sure they were still on her. He wrapped her arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him, resting his head on her chest, nuzzling her, his arms moving to hug around her mid back. He smiled softly as he felt her arms wrapping around his waist, putting a nice pressure down. She was like a human weighted heated blanket and he loved it. He closed his eyes, falling into sleep as he dreamt about them, cuddling under the stars.
He loved his girlfriend so much.