lost ff: but one man loved the pilgrim soul in you (sawyer/juliet)

[cantbesilent]

When she wakes up, he isn’t there.

She stretches her arms out, rolling over so she lies more on his side than her own, and forces her eyes to stay open. Her loneliness in their bed is not unusual, he’s the morning person who often wakes her from her slumber (in fear of his life, he jokes, but she finds that to be an exaggeration).

She can

Comments

[airbefore]

Aw. Absolutely lovely.

[cantbesilent]

Thank you!

[cantbesilent]

thanks.

[strandedinaber]

I am officially in love with this fic. Thank you :) Very cute!

[cantbesilent]

No, thank you!

[phelipa]

This is just perfect.
I love the description of their lazy morning and the fact that he's up before her to cook breakfast. And he remembered her birthday when she almost forgot!! <3
Just lovely :D

[cantbesilent]

Thank you! I'm so glad you liked it!

[cantbesilent]

Thank you, that's what I was going for!