Experiments

A wash of relief crashed down on me. I may sound like every typical girl-in-a-romance-novel, but I'm incredibly glad that my thoughts were only visible to me.

"Damn, i'll need to make some adjustments, why would they have gone void?!" He seemed disappointed that he couldn't view the results of his hard labour.

"It's alright! Things like this take time and repetition to work!" I smiled, attempting to console him. Turning his head toward me, he smiled gently, stirring a swarm of butterflies in my stomach. He took my face in his hands and kissed my brow, slowly and passionately. It was warm - a stark contrast to the temperature of the laboratory. He kept it at a certain temperature to avoid anomalies in his little experiments. I wish it could be warmer frankly.

He seemed to have noticed this, perhaps from the multitude of goosebumps along my exposed arms, perhaps from my consistent juddering from the cold. Standing up, he took of his lab coat and slung it over my shoulders, carefully pulling the sleeves over my arms.

"Is that any better sweetheart?" He smiled with enough warmth that it could have heated me up without the coat. That's not to say I wouldn't take it anyway. His clothes always smell so amazing - similar to the scent of fragrant springtime flowers. It was somehow really warm - most likely some science trick of his.

"Much better - how did you make it so warm??"

"Ah! Oh so intriguing it is, my genius ingenuity! What is it that makes my laboratory jacket so incredibly warm!"

I was mildly irritated with his pretentious iterations, so i said with a blunt tone. "Did you create some sort of hand warmer to cover the inside of the coat?"

He paused.

"Yes..."

He hyped it up so much - it was quite funny. I couldn't stop laughing once i'd started. He looked furious at first - but he soon joined me in hysterical laughter. Laughing does really tire you out - by the end of our unanimous giggling, I was ready for sleep. He saw that I was so exhausted and swept me off of my feet and carried me to bed.

I was laid down on the bed - his arms were so strong but ever so gentle. He pulled the duvet over me, making sure none of my body beside my head was not covered. He bent down and tenderly kissed me on the forehead before getting into bed himself. I moved toward him and snuggled against his chest. He slowly ran his hands through my hair, and I slowly dropped into a peaceful slumber.