I woke up to my wolf yelling at my head to admire the view,
Stop it, Austin. I groaned and turned to the other side of the bed and opened my eyes so he could shut up.
And there it was, the most beautiful sight that I have ever seen, a beautiful girl sleeping with her lips slightly parted and her cheeks as pink as a rose, her wavy hair in a beautiful mess.
Seeing that it’s such a beautiful view I decided to get my phone and take a picture of her sleeping. I got up and washed my face and got ready for a morning run and to go and buy groceries. I got my earphones and played the 1975 playlist on my phone, warmed up and ran.
When I got back from running and grocery shopping, I saw her looking out the panoramic window. Even with her back at me she was beautiful. I took a silhouette picture of her- the view was evident but she was black as a shadow. I walked and stopped beside her,
“Beautiful, right?” I said looking at her.
“Yeah, the view.” she said.
Technically she was my view and I couldn’t ask for a much better view than her.
“I know.” I said looking straight at her.
She blushed, she was so cute. but then I had to ruin it and teased her that she was snoring.
Moon goddess please help me with these feelings, I don’t know how to handle them. I’m her guardian, no more than a guardian.