Lenford: Moment to Spare

I heard his light breathing beside me and felt the heat from his breath tickle my neck as I held onto Len. I gently stroked his hair as I pulled him into a cuddle.

It was a moment I never imagined happening. I kissed the top of his light brown hair as I gently stroked his back. Perhaps it was a punishment from God for being too happy, but, regardless of the reason, I wanted him to be beside me.

I knew the best option was for us to break it off but I didn't want to. I finally got here after so long. I wanted this. I wanted Len.

I buried my face in his neck as I breathed in his scent. The heat radiating from his body and the sound of his soft breathing warmed my heart. I love him so much.

"Len." I muttered as I squeezed him.

***

"Doyle? Are you up?" I blinked my eyes and shook my head before finding Len's face right before mine.

"Len?" I groaned a reply before Len leaned his forehead against mine and smiled.

"Morning."

"Mm... morning. How'd you sleep?"