I let out a yawn as the night is slowly starting to affect me. My head is resting on his arm like if it were a pillow as we are watching another movie. A blanket around the two of us as he holds my hand into his, and he makes sure that I'm here. "Tired?" He asks me as he pauses the movie and turns to face me. I give him a tired look. My eyes are barely even able to keep themselves open at this point. "Mm" I say, as my mouth doesn't want to speak at the moment.

I'm exhausted and after the day that we have had I'm sure he is too. He laughs at my answer and adjusts himself so that he has put my body on top of him but I'm far too tired to even move myself from his body. I actually do like it when I'm lying like this, his body is so warm and nice and strong and just the softest ever. Though that doesn't stop the blood from rushing to my cheeks which I'm starting to get used to by now as it would appear it is always doing that, much to my dismay.

Not that I don't love how he makes me feel because it's the best feeling in the world, beside ballet of course and I do like blushing but it's so embarrassing to be blushing all the time. "Do you want to go to sleep?" He asks me and I nod my head as if I were a child but my body and my mind is just far too tired to even think about how strange this is. However, none of the things that have happened to us are strange. I sometimes wonder why he's still around me after what happened.

He was accused of what happened and while I know that he did not do it, the fact that he went to jail for it is something that can drive someone away but I love that he stayed and that he is here with me. He lifts me up in his arms, still the with blanket around me which strangely doesn't fall off but I won't question it, and he takes me to his bedroom. Earlier he had given me some pajamas to wear which are much bigger than me, and he told me that I would be taking his bed.

As much as I did deny it and wanted to sleep on the couch, and we actually went back and forth on that he won eventually. That is a pattern that I'm beginning to say. There is nothing that he loses in but I'm not about to give up, perhaps now because I need to sleep but maybe someday when this happens again, and we disagree. Steel came up with the strangest excuse and said that I should always get the best and the best I will get, I honestly don't understand that logic but I dedicated to not argue with him.

Besides this is our first day as a couple and I want to enjoy it and not argue about things that don't really matter, but I suppose we will always argue about the small things. I think that is something that is always in a relationship, no matter what kind it is. He lies me down on the bed and puts the covers on top of me, but he sits down on the bed and takes both of my hands into his and smiles down at me. "You're beautiful, you know that right?" He asks and once again the blush has found its way to my cheeks.

I smile at him as he leans down and gently kisses my lips. Somehow I grow hungry and I need his lips again, wanting nothing more than to feel his lips on mine again and taste him again for I can't get enough of that. "Now, go to sleep" He whispers to me and I smile. "Good night" I whisper as he stands up. My voice is so quiet, but he did hear me and with one last look at me, he turns off the light and walks out of the room.

Once he is gone I can hear him before everything grows silent but when the tiredness is so present inside my body I still find that I can't seem to close my eyes and go to sleep. I'm actually lying on his bed and under his covers with his scent all around me and it keeps me awake and I really need to sleep but I can't. Steel has taken away every one of my thoughts and replaced them with him and only him and yet at the same time I find that I don't mind thinking only of him.

I find that I like thinking about him and when I do I get these butterflies in my stomach and the warm feeling throughout my whole body and I feel so in love. We might not have known each other for a long time but I'm starting to love him and I can't explain how that is possible but no one can truly explain their feelings. They are just one of the things that will remain a mystery to the world, now and forever and that is just the way that the world is.

I'm not sure how long I have been awake but by the time that I have finally managed to close my eyes I can only see him inside my mind, and he travels across my vision and I can see him clearly. His gray eyes and I can see how strong he is and I can see the smile that he has on his face and I can see how much his lips look like they need to be kissed by me. And with Steel on my mind I start to wash away into the dreams which of course are filled with his presence but not that I'm complaining about it.