Soft Spots

He woke easily like he had just had the best sleep in a long time. He smiled and breathed calmly, if only the rest of his nights could be like this. The sun was just rising and peeking through the window, sending little bright rays of sunshine passing through the window glass and into the room. He turned his head to his side and looked down, Lyra’s sleeping face faced him, her gentle breaths tickled his arm which cause him to smile.

He felt comfortable and strange, but in a good way. A good kind of strange and he had never felt this way with anybody before, except his mother. He stiffened when she stirred, he didn’t want her to wake up so soon, not right away. Her body was warm and her little palm was splayed on his open chest, he placed a hand over hers and caressed it carefully. Her small lips were pouted and she drooled a little on his arm because of the position her head was in but he found it cute.

He frowned.

The last he remembered, he had been