You

#Chapter39 You

My legs become heavier and heavier with each step as I drag them. My knees feel the struggle of my legs and they are on the verge of buckling. Man, I'm exhausted. The stairs seem more steep than the last time I laid my eyes on them. I hold my elbow to my nose to block the sneeze that escapes from my lips.

/"Bless you./" Tristan says while ushering me to my place of sleep. It's about midnight and I think everyone has already caught up with their daily slumber. That'll be me on the passage floors if I don't reach my room. We finally reach my modern and new place of comfort, also known as my room, and Tristan follows my trail inside.

/"Are you gonna sleep now?/" He asks.

/"Yep. Too tired./" As if on cue, a loud yawn escapes my lips.

/"Right. Of course. Goodnight then./" He places a soft but lingering kiss on my cheek; enough to send my cheeks burning in the fire he transports to my veins.