You wake up in an unfamiliar bed to you, you try to turn but pain shoot’s up from your side and you gasp, wincing in pain. You immediately bring your hand up to discover what caused the pain only to be stopped by a strong and firm hand. No, don’t touch little mouse. He whispered into your hair as he laid beside you; you didn’t even notice until now. His body pressed against yours, the scent of his cologne. Koen.. You couldn’t mistaken him nor his voice.
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