The Upside Down (For Eluuna)

“So do I have to put your underwear on you?” she asked, raising one eyebrow as she joined him on the floor.

 

She sighed, rubbing his back gently.

“Warns, I can’t do that. I was the one who too them off."

 

"Do you want me to dry you off?" she asked, sounding amused.

 

She reached over, tousling his hair gently. Warmth radiated from her palms.

 

He would feel his hair drying slowly and she massaged his scalp gently, her soft hands moving down to cup the back of his neck, warming his chilled skin.

 

She was quiet for a moment before scooting over and kissing his cheek, one of her hands moving to rest over his heart while the other one went back into his hair.

 

She looked up at him in surprise, her left eyebrow raising thoughtfully.

"I love you too," she replied, slipping her arms over his neck.

 

She shifted slightly, tugging on the hem of his shirt that she wore.

"You need bigger shirts."

 

"Yes," she said, looking up at him. "If I wear your shirt, they have to come down to at least my knees."

 

"Because I want to wear your shirts and not be disgraced."