Mar 13, 2015
lizleminem / Teen / DerekxKira
He’s propped up on his bed, a blanket wrapped tight around him, and a book in his hands. He looks miserable, pale and sweaty and exhausted with dark circles around his eyes. She sets her bags on the floor and crawls into bed next to him.
“Are you cold?” she asks.
He nods his head and she takes the book from his hands, carefully laying it on the bedside table, and then burrowing herself into the blanket beside him. She wraps around him like an octopus, holding on tight, and nuzzling her face against his neck.
