Mark Snuggles

It was cold. I woke up to darkness. I pulled my blankets off and sat up. Stretching and rubbing my eyes. Where did Mark go? I thought. I was staying the night at the dorm, Mark had let me sleep in his bed. I thought that he would still want to sleep in his own bed, I don’t take up that much room. I  put on my slippers and quietly shuffled out of the room. There was a flicker of light coming from the living room. I snuck down the hallway, and poked my head around the corner of the wall. I saw a head of fiery red hair leaning on the back of the couch. Mark what the hell are you doing? I approached quietly, trying not to trip over the edge of the carpet like I normally do. Mark was sprawled out on the couch with a small blanket covering his torso, his legs were exposed and he just looked cold. I turned off the TV just to remove the flickering light from the room. As soon as the TV clicked and the light was gone Mark sat straight up. He rubbed his eyes and glanced towards the TV. “Mark what are you doing out here?” I asked. He groaned and laid back on the couch. I grabbed his hands and pulled him back up into a sitting position. He groaned again and his head rolled back, he was being stubborn but it was probably just because he was tired. I pulled him up off the couch, the blanket somehow still wrapped around his body. He let go of my hands and wrapped his arms around my waist and put his head on my back. I started to walk back to his room. Once in the door, I pulled his arms from around my waist and let him fall into the bed. His head hit the pillow hard enough to make a soft puffing sound. I climbed over him and leaned down to  pull the blankets up over us. He rolled over so we were facing each other. I felt hands reach for my waist, I let them roam for a bit then scooted closer to him so he could wrap them around me comfortably. I laid my head on his chest, he put his on half of the pillow and half on the top of my head. I felt his heart beat race for a bit then as he got more comfy it slowed and his breathing evened out. I heard him sigh. Placing my hands on his chest I traced patterns with my finger tips. Out of nowhere his hand came up and caught mine, making me stop drawing on his chest. For some reason I froze, not sure whether he had come to his senses and wanted to stop this, or maybe he just wanted to hold my hand. I heard a soft husky chuckle. I snuggled into his chest as if it would hide me. All it did was make him pull me closer. I liked the feeling of his arms wrapped around me under warm blankets. I felt safe. He pulled away a bit, I was able to just barely glance up with out to much of a struggle. He was looking down at me, deep into my eyes, then I  noticed his eyes flickered to my lips. Unconsciously we both started to lean closer to each other until our lips with centimeters apart. I could feel his hot breath on my face, and I felt his heart beating wildly in his chest. He made the first move, leaning in just enough so our lips only touched. I felt him hesitate though, as if he wasn’t sure he should deepen the kiss. I decided for him and pressed my lips against his with a little more force. It felt natural almost, as our lips melded together. When we broke away our breathing was heavy. I was still tangled in his embrace but now I had a firm grip on a bicep and a hand running through his hair. God his hair is soft. I thought to myself. I looked to his eyes, they were filled with want and need but engorged with tiredness. I pecked his lips once more before pulling my hands back to his chest and settling back down under the covers with my head on his chest. He sighed contently, and rested his head on top of mine. He fell into a lull of a sleep, with a small smile on his perfectly handsome face.