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Birdsong

Sometime after the Endgame. Anna

A chorus of birds awoke me from my deep slumber.

Birds. I hear birds. I felt cushions underneath me, a blanket draped over me, a warm body pressed against my back. I kept my eyes closed, knowing that if I opened them, I would be greeted with the same darkness and all of these sensations would disappear. I never even knew when I was unconscious or not. I didn't even know if I slept. I just kept floating in darkness; feeling nothing.

Once and awhile, the darkness would grant me the feeling of one of my senses. Like the feeling of waking up in a bed. But the second I opened my eyes, it would all disappear and I would feel nothing.

However, this awakening was different. The birds. I could hear the birds. The darkness never lets me hear things, but now I could?

Hesitantly, I opened my eyes.

There was the bed, there was the comforter, and there was the warm body. The birds still sang their morning song.

I shifted my eyes to the arm that was sprawled out in front of me. Testing the waters, I stretched my fingers. They moved. I could feel them move. My other arm was resting on another pair of arms that were wrapped tightly around me.

I moved that one, too, and could feel what it was touching.

As my fingertips danced along the warm skin, a short, content sigh blew onto my neck. I stopped my movements and gently turned my head. I was scared to do anything too fast, lest I wake up from the dream.

There was Chrom. Safe and sleeping. I pulled away to look at him better, but he quickly pulled me back to him, nuzzling his face into my hair.

I felt his every movement. His breaths, his face touching my neck, his tight embrace, the rise and fall of his chest on my back. All of it. The birdsong continued to pour through the open window, a soft breeze rushing over me.

I almost felt like crying. When will I wake up? When will this illusion end? When will the darkness stop toying with my feelings? I just want to wake up!

I began to sob silently. I don't want to believe this. This can't be real. I'm still in the darkness, not back home. I felt hot tears on my cheeks.

Then, I felt a warm pair of lips on the back of my neck. I felt them kiss again, and again, and again. A gentle hand collected my hair and put it over my shoulder; I could see the light-brown strands. The lips continued to kiss and exhale short breaths on my neck. One arm was still wrapped around my waist, holding me to him; but the other began to mimic the movements I did on his arm on my own.

I forced my eyes shut, ready to lose the sensations and be thrown back into the darkness. By doing that, I managed to build up enough courage to ask: "Are you real?"

I heard my voice.

I expected for everything to leave. I would wake up from this dream and then forget about all of the details. The darkness was a cruel, cruel thing.

The birds continued to sing despite all of this.

But my husband's voice rumbled: "I'm real." He propped himself up and pressed a kiss to my cheek. "You're real." His hand reached out and brushed away my tears. "All of this is real."

I opened my eyes.

There was his face. There were his eyes. His mouth, his nose, his hair. Everything. More tears began to fill my eyes. "I'm awake." A statement and a question.

"You're awake." My husband ducked down and brushed his lips against my eyelids. "All of yesterday was real. You're home. You will never be in that darkness again." His hand found mine and squeezed. "All of this," he kissed my forehead, "is real."

With shaking hands, I reached up and threated my hands through his hair. "Real. It's real." I could feel the soft strands between my fingertips. "I'm here. I'm here and I'm real."

"You're real, I'm real, Lucina's real... We are all real." Finally, he leaned down and pressed his lips against mine. Everything came flooding back. Chrom found me yesterday. I finally woke up after a year of slumber. I saw my friends and family once more.

"I'm home," I choked out, pressing my forehead against Chrom's. "I'm really home. No more darkness. No more waiting. Home."

"Home," he replied softly. "Everything is back to normal. Everything is ok."

"I love you..."

"And I love you." Everything was real. I'm not in the darkness. I will never be there again. "I'll always be right here with you. From now, and forever."

For once I was grateful for the birds waking me.

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AND WE'RE TO A VERY FLUFFY AND ANGSTY START. NO REGRETS. I'm really proud of this, omg. Anyway, I like making Anna suffer and then making up for it with Chrom. I'm so excited to share my prompts with you all! I have a ton of fun writing them! Thank you so much for reading and look forward to reading more!

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