As close as they were, they had to do no more than whisper if they were to speak to one another. His husky voice had her in a near trance, and that, combined with the trails across her skin that his fingers pursued, was enough to melt her mind. In a good way, of course. Her hand had begun it’s own soft path up and down his shoulder, offering a small smile as he spoke to her. “I slept good, I can’t remember if I dreamt though.” She laughed softly at this, her voice smooth as silk. Maybe the reason that she couldn’t recall her dreams was because she was in one. Every time that she looked at him she felt as if this wasn’t real, as if it was just too good to be real. She thought that one day she would wake up, and it all would be gone. Maybe that was the case, but for now, she let herself enjoy it.<br/><br/>She nearly whined when he sat up in the bed, missing the warmth that he gave greatly. She stayed in bed for a moment as he dressed and climbed out of bed, watching him walk away. She laid back and stretched, not entirely ready to begin the day just yet. Though, it would be easier to do so considering the way that she woke. She listened as he began to work in the kitchen, a small smile on her face. This would be the closest she would ever get to a ‘picture perfect’ life, but honestly, this was better than that perfect family you would see on the television. She eventually swung her legs off the bed, stretching her arms over her head before bracing her hands on the edge, pushing herself off.<br/><br/>Her sleeves fell past her hands as she held her arms around herself, walking into the kitchen. She watched as he went from section to section of the kitchen area, admiring his focus as he worked. She sat down at the small table that was set up inside the plane, leaning on her elbows as she tilting her head, silent observing. He had a certain aura when he was setting his mind to something. It was...relaxing.<br/><br/>As he walked back to her, two bowls in hand, she couldn’t help but laugh as his greeting, her smile reaching her eyes. “Thank you,”she mused, taking a bowl from his hands, the savory smell filling her with warmth. She turned her gaze up to him, an approving smile on her face “I have no clue how you can cook so well,” sincerity dripped from her voice. She looked acros as the table as he sat down, almost wishing she were sitting closer. This must be what people feel like when they would crush on someone in high school, or when they see the cute person across the room. She felt like that all the time, every moment she spent looking at him, and she couldn’t get enough. His voice alone was enough to soothe her entirely. She sighed happily as she tasted the, what was to her, luxurious food he made, nodding her head in approval. As she continued, she glanced up to him. “So, what’s the plan for today?” She assumed they were going to sit around as they did yesterday, or maybe they were, either way, she didn’t mind. As long as she was with him, she was fine.<br/><br/>It was all going so well, and she wanted it to keep going that way. But, something was bound to happen, they couldn’t keep their luck forever.