William woke up early, he showered and quickly dressed, his dreams making him want to see her. His hands running through his blonde hair furiously as he quickly went to the room down the hall from him. Stopping to breath as he got to her door, he slowly opened the door. Walking in slowly, William watched her sleep beautifully, make up free and hair uncombed, she as adorably snuggling into her pillow like she was cuddling someone.
And it was when she rubbed her face into it, a sweet grin on her face as a blush stole her cheeks, that confirmed it was the fantasy.
He knew it was intrusive, and maybe he shouldn’t, but the curiosity ate at him. Touching her neck gently, William felt the symbol burned on his neck heat up as he slipped into her dream.
In a field of lavender, William watc
