Ficlets

Warm breath brushing over my face woke me up. And when I opened my eyes into the darkness of the room, I had a hard time to remember where I was. A shadow right in front of me moved, frightening me. Immediatley adrenaline was rushing through my entire body. Grabbing the armrest, trying to stand up, I found a blanket resting on my lap. And when my eyes met the only lightsource in the room, the TV, it came back to me. I was with him.

The shadow reached the window leading out to the balcony and came to a rest. I recognized his figure, barely touched by the moonlight.

Cursing at myself for falling asleep in a chair, which always gives me backpain, I finally managed to stand up. Stumbling over the blanket, now laying on the floor, I walked over to him. His head turned, watching me coming closer and when I reached the window, I could see him smiling.

Silently we watched the moon, peeking at us from behind a fluffy cloud. Something soft brushed over the skin of my hand and ended up holding it gently.