36. Morning Kiss

"I am sor..."Samson could not complete his sentence when he came back into his room after attending the video call as he found Christian sleeping peacefully on his bed.

The only dream Samson was waiting to get fulfilled was to wake up beside Christian and see his face as soon as he started his morning.

Even when Samson was not sleeping beside him but now his bed has Christian on it.

His touch, his scent were enough to make Samson feel him there.

"You are still that old, Chris. My baby, who also chose to sleep like a baby.",He muttered to himself slowly, trying not to disturb him in his sleep.

Christian lay on the bed in a position that echoed the innocence of a sleeping child.

His body was curled into a gentle fetal curve, knees drawn up slightly toward his chest.

The calm rhythm of his breathing suggested a profound tranquility, as if the worries of the day had dissolved in the embrace of sleep.

One arm was tucked beneath his head, creating a makeshift pillow, while the other reste