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«Maybe I fell in love when you woke me up»
Soft touch of her lips rescued me from another action, where I was dying for a millionth time. "Wake up" whispered her voice into my ear, and only now I've realized that I was dreaming. Without opening my eyes, I pull her closer to me and breathe in the smell of her hair. It's wet, seems like she's just got from the shower.
«Cause maybe you're loveable
Maybe you're my snowflake
And your eyes turn from blue to gray
And in the winter I'll hold you in a cold place
And you should never cut your hair
'Cause I love the way you flick it off your shoulder»
She laughs quietly and kisses me one more time. "Good morning". Another kiss. I finally open my eyes and all I can see is her bright blue eyes and light pink hair. Morning sun doesn't deny itself pleasure of playing with her hair, and I can't resist it too. Gently touching her skin, I take away wavy lock from her face.
«And would you ever feel guilty if you did the same to me
Could you make me a cup of tea
To open my eyes in the right way
And I know you love Little Mermaid
Because we've watched it 12 times
And maybe we're hoping for a fairytale too»
"I think we overslept". It's noon. Yes, we overslept… "There is one more show this evening, we'll go?" I just nod in reply. For some reason I have a feeling like if i break the silence then fairytale will cut short. We don't rush, we have whole day ahead.
«So I take you to the beach
And walk along the sand
And I'll make you a heart pendant
With a pebble held in my hand»
I'm remembering last night and can't hold back a smile. "Thank you for the beach", she says, as if reading my mind, and unintentionally touches new pendant.
«And I'll carve it like this necklace
So the heart falls where your chest is
Now a piece of me is a piece of the beach
And it falls just where it needs to be
And rests peacefully
So you just need to breathe to feel my heart against yours now
Against yours now»
We sink into a sleep, it's nice to wake up and feel her so close to me. And it doesn't matter, that we wake up together almost every morning, I still insanely happy to know, that she's with me.
«I should ink my skin with your name
And take my passport out again
And just replace it»
Sometimes it seems like dream and reality changed places. I don't know how and why she is with me, but I stopped asking these questions. Why should I look for answers, when I can kiss her and say words of love?
«See I could do without a tan
On my left hand,
Where my fourth finger meets my knuckle»
The only thing I want is to prolong this moment till the end of my days, and I know how to break the silence and not to cut the fairytale short.
"Sofie… will you marry me?"
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«Maybe I fell in love when you woke me up»
Легкое прикосновение губ вырвало меня из очередного боевика, в котором я умирал в очередной раз. «Проснись» прошептал голос на ухо, и только в этот момент я понял, что спал. Не открывая глаз, притянул ее к себе, вдыхая запах ее волос. Они влажные, видимо уже успела сбегать в душ.
«Cause maybe you're loveable
Maybe you're my snowflake
And your eyes turn from blue to gray
And in the winter I'll hold you in a cold place
And you should never cut your hair
'Cause I love the way you flick it off your shoulder»
Она еле слышно смеется, целуя меня еще раз. «С добрым утром». И снова поцелуй. Наконец открыв глаза, я вижу только ее глаза и нежно-розовые волосы. Утреннее солнце не отказывает себе в удовольствии поиграть с ними, и я тоже не могу сдержаться. Почти не касаясь ее кожи, я убираю с ее лица выбившуюся прядь.
«And would you ever feel guilty if you did the same to me
Could you make me a cup of tea
To open my eyes in the right way
And I know you love Little Mermaid
Because we've watched it 12 times
And maybe we're hoping for a fairytale too»
«Кажется, мы проспали». На часах полдень. Проспали… «Вечером есть еще один сеанс, пойдем?», в ответ я только киваю. Почему-то, кажется, что если заговорю, то сказка оборвется. Мы никуда не торопимся, впереди еще весь день.
«So I take you to the beach
And walk along the sand
And I'll make you a heart pendant
With a pebble held in my hand»
Вспоминаю вчерашний вечер и не могу сдержать улыбки. «Спасибо за пляж», будто прочитав мои мысли, говорит она и ненароком трогает новую подвеску.
«And I'll carve it like this necklace
So the heart falls where your chest is
Now a piece of me is a piece of the beach
And it falls just where it needs to be
And rests peacefully
So you just need to breathe to feel my heart against yours now
Against yours now»
Мы проваливаемся в сон, приятно просыпаться и чувствовать ее так близко. И не важно, что мы просыпаемся вместе почти каждое утро, я все равно каждый раз безумно счастлив знать, что она со мной.
«I should ink my skin with your name
And take my passport out again
And just replace it»
Иногда мне кажется, что сон и реальность поменялись местами. Я не знаю, как и почему она со мной, но я уже перестал задаваться этим вопросом. Зачем искать ответы, когда я могу целовать ее и говорить слова любви?
«See I could do without a tan
On my left hand,
Where my fourth finger meets my knuckle»
Единственное, чего я хочу, это растянуть этот момент на всю оставшуюся жизнь, и я знаю, как нарушить тишину и при этом не оборвать сказку.
«Софи… ты выйдешь за меня?»
Soft touch of her lips rescued me from another action, where I was dying for a millionth time. "Wake up" whispered her voice into my ear, and only now I've realized that I was dreaming. Without opening my eyes, I pull her closer to me and breathe in the smell of her hair. It's wet, seems like she's just got from the shower.
«Cause maybe you're loveable
Maybe you're my snowflake
And your eyes turn from blue to gray
And in the winter I'll hold you in a cold place
And you should never cut your hair
'Cause I love the way you flick it off your shoulder»
She laughs quietly and kisses me one more time. "Good morning". Another kiss. I finally open my eyes and all I can see is her bright blue eyes and light pink hair. Morning sun doesn't deny itself pleasure of playing with her hair, and I can't resist it too. Gently touching her skin, I take away wavy lock from her face.
«And would you ever feel guilty if you did the same to me
Could you make me a cup of tea
To open my eyes in the right way
And I know you love Little Mermaid
Because we've watched it 12 times
And maybe we're hoping for a fairytale too»
"I think we overslept". It's noon. Yes, we overslept… "There is one more show this evening, we'll go?" I just nod in reply. For some reason I have a feeling like if i break the silence then fairytale will cut short. We don't rush, we have whole day ahead.
«So I take you to the beach
And walk along the sand
And I'll make you a heart pendant
With a pebble held in my hand»
I'm remembering last night and can't hold back a smile. "Thank you for the beach", she says, as if reading my mind, and unintentionally touches new pendant.
«And I'll carve it like this necklace
So the heart falls where your chest is
Now a piece of me is a piece of the beach
And it falls just where it needs to be
And rests peacefully
So you just need to breathe to feel my heart against yours now
Against yours now»
We sink into a sleep, it's nice to wake up and feel her so close to me. And it doesn't matter, that we wake up together almost every morning, I still insanely happy to know, that she's with me.
«I should ink my skin with your name
And take my passport out again
And just replace it»
Sometimes it seems like dream and reality changed places. I don't know how and why she is with me, but I stopped asking these questions. Why should I look for answers, when I can kiss her and say words of love?
«See I could do without a tan
On my left hand,
Where my fourth finger meets my knuckle»
The only thing I want is to prolong this moment till the end of my days, and I know how to break the silence and not to cut the fairytale short.
"Sofie… will you marry me?"
__________________________________________________________________
«Maybe I fell in love when you woke me up»
Легкое прикосновение губ вырвало меня из очередного боевика, в котором я умирал в очередной раз. «Проснись» прошептал голос на ухо, и только в этот момент я понял, что спал. Не открывая глаз, притянул ее к себе, вдыхая запах ее волос. Они влажные, видимо уже успела сбегать в душ.
«Cause maybe you're loveable
Maybe you're my snowflake
And your eyes turn from blue to gray
And in the winter I'll hold you in a cold place
And you should never cut your hair
'Cause I love the way you flick it off your shoulder»
Она еле слышно смеется, целуя меня еще раз. «С добрым утром». И снова поцелуй. Наконец открыв глаза, я вижу только ее глаза и нежно-розовые волосы. Утреннее солнце не отказывает себе в удовольствии поиграть с ними, и я тоже не могу сдержаться. Почти не касаясь ее кожи, я убираю с ее лица выбившуюся прядь.
«And would you ever feel guilty if you did the same to me
Could you make me a cup of tea
To open my eyes in the right way
And I know you love Little Mermaid
Because we've watched it 12 times
And maybe we're hoping for a fairytale too»
«Кажется, мы проспали». На часах полдень. Проспали… «Вечером есть еще один сеанс, пойдем?», в ответ я только киваю. Почему-то, кажется, что если заговорю, то сказка оборвется. Мы никуда не торопимся, впереди еще весь день.
«So I take you to the beach
And walk along the sand
And I'll make you a heart pendant
With a pebble held in my hand»
Вспоминаю вчерашний вечер и не могу сдержать улыбки. «Спасибо за пляж», будто прочитав мои мысли, говорит она и ненароком трогает новую подвеску.
«And I'll carve it like this necklace
So the heart falls where your chest is
Now a piece of me is a piece of the beach
And it falls just where it needs to be
And rests peacefully
So you just need to breathe to feel my heart against yours now
Against yours now»
Мы проваливаемся в сон, приятно просыпаться и чувствовать ее так близко. И не важно, что мы просыпаемся вместе почти каждое утро, я все равно каждый раз безумно счастлив знать, что она со мной.
«I should ink my skin with your name
And take my passport out again
And just replace it»
Иногда мне кажется, что сон и реальность поменялись местами. Я не знаю, как и почему она со мной, но я уже перестал задаваться этим вопросом. Зачем искать ответы, когда я могу целовать ее и говорить слова любви?
«See I could do without a tan
On my left hand,
Where my fourth finger meets my knuckle»
Единственное, чего я хочу, это растянуть этот момент на всю оставшуюся жизнь, и я знаю, как нарушить тишину и при этом не оборвать сказку.
«Софи… ты выйдешь за меня?»
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lyrics are from Wake Me Up by Ed Sheeran
a little oneshot about Sofie and Ian ^^ because i felt like writing something cute... they are not married yet (:
Sofie and Ian belong to me
a little oneshot about Sofie and Ian ^^ because i felt like writing something cute... they are not married yet (:
Sofie and Ian belong to me
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That is my favorite Ed Sheeran song! <3 This is a really beautiful chapter! It's so cute. :3