Slowly Recovering

My eyes slowly opened and my eyes immediately feasted on the sleeping man beside my bed. His head was resting on the soft white sheets. Despite the tired lines and dark circles under his eyes, he still looked incredibly handsome in his sleep. 

A faint smile stretched on my lips. Lifting my hands to run my fingers through the morning stubbles on his chin, I suddenly stopped before I could touch his skin. I might wake him up and I don't want that to happen. He looked visibly tired and badly needed sleep so I content myself by just watching him.

He never left my side. I thought to myself as tenderness swell inside my chest like an enormous air balloon. Though I know Lucas didn't care that much about me but I was happy knowing he stayed by my side all throughout the evening after I fell into the pool and drowned.