Chapter 83 Michael

Michael's POV

I woke up trying to move my left hand but felt a weight on it. I slowly opened my eyes and turned my head to see what it was.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw a head full of messy white hair laying on my arm. Noah's mouth was slightly open, letting out soft little snores. I noticed drool dripping from the side of his mouth and pooling on my arm just under his mouth. I couldn't help but chuckle at how cute he looked.

I reached over and ran my fingers through his hair, brushing the hair away from his face. I run my hand along the side of his face and he starts to stir and nuzzles his face into my arm more. A little soft sound escaped his mouth as he does this.

I cupped his cheek and my thumb gently caressed it. His eyes slowly fluttered open before landing on mine.

I braced myself for Noah to get mad that I was touching him. I know he usually gets mad at me when I touch him, but I was hoping that has changed. But knowing him, it probably hasn't, and I brace myself. B