Fan Fiction - Krasobruslení - Drabbles
"What?" I mumble, rubbing at my eyes. I must have lulled in.
"You really do love me, don't you?" he repeats, smiling softly. The gentleness in his face almost breaks me.
"Yes," I nod. "Yes, I do."
He studies my face for a few seconds and I feel myself blush under his look.
"That's good," he says drowsily and smiles. "Very good."
I'm about to ask for an explanation, but he's faster.
"Because I love you, too," he mutters, letting out a sigh and closing his eyes again. "I must sleep now, I'm sorry." He's already half unconscious.
I sit by his bed, my heart beating erratically, and the ache that pervades me when I realize that it's probably just the meds talking and that he won't remember any of this later almost brings tears to my eyes.