It was well into the early morning hours, 3 o'clock if you wanted to be on point. Sevika laid naked next to you, sleeping. Her soft snores and snorts made you smile, you couldn't sleep, so you just admired your lover.

Sevika laid on her stomach, boob squished between the mattress and her body, arms tucked under her pillow while her face was turned towards you. Her expression soft from her deep sleep the wrinkles on her forehead from always glaring or frowning were tamed. She was at peace and that all you wished for her.

You let yourself reach out, pushing the hair that covered her face behind her ear, your touch making her tense for a second, then she relaxed falling back to sleep. This was your time to admire and to see her when she was vulnerable, she trusted you and you trusted her.

Quietly you got up from the bed, making your way to the kitchen, hoping a cup of tea would help lull you to sleep, standing with your back turned you sighed, rubbing your forehead then felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist. Immediately recognizing her touch.

"Why are you still up," her gruff raspy voice from sleep, her face buried into the nape of your neck. You can feel she was wearing clothes now from behind you.