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just like that. I mean, I probably weigh twice as heavier than he is.
Nevertheless, we’re doing it—him and I. It’s great to have him like this. I want him for the rest of my life, and I will do everything to keep him by my side.
*****
It’s already dawn.
We’re both trying to catch our breath, and panting for air. I’ve never had it like that. It was vigorously different, and I wasn’t expecting to christen our apartment just like that. Who is this guy? But I enjoyed it so much.
“Wow. That was… different.” I teased him.
He considered my comment for a moment, and his brows rose. “Is that a good or a bad thing?”
“Definitely good…!” I answered him, and he laughed.
He pulled me into his arms, so I could rest my head in his neck. He wanted me to be this close to him, and I couldn’t love him even more. He’s so dreamy, very romantic and caring all at the same time. I put my arms around him, and I buried my face into his chest. It felt so heavenly.
“I’m going to miss you like this when you’re in Paris.” I whispered against his skin.
“I miss you every single day, even when I’m with you. So Paris is going to be hell.” He said to me.
I felt the urge to cry. It was just so sad that in few months, I may not be able to hug him close to me like this for each and every day, but rather just for weekends, which was meant to be so short. OMG! I wanted to cry so hard… But the last thing I wanted to happen was him changing him mind in doing something that would make him closer to his dreams. And so I’ve decided to just savor this moment, make sure those weekends would be of deep quality and just wait for a whole year.
“This is too deep, do you want some breakfast? I’ll go get some.” I asked him.
He kissed my forehead. “I’ll come with you.” He said.
“No, it’s okay. It’ll be just for few minutes. Go take a shower.” I suggested him.
“I thought we won’t be separating before I leave?” He asked, trying to sound like a little brat.
“Those few minutes will be my training. I don’t want to die the moment you leave.” I joked. “Besides, I know you need to make an abstract today for your collection, so you have to get ready.” I said
He laughed about it. It was actually very cute that we can start laughing about it. It might be a good thing. I mean, a whole year of weekdays might be a good idea for missing each other, and a year after, togetherness was the best idea thing to think about, and it should help us get by the hardest and most challenging times. I stood up at my feet, dressed myself, and softly kissed his lips before heading out of the door.
It’s so early in the morning, and some Spanish people seemed to be getting ready for the day ahead. I felt the Spanish ambiance, and it made me smile knowing Gary’s here with me. I stopped by my favorite restaurant, and got me and Gary a nice breakfast meal for two. It’s our first breakfast in our apartment, and I knew that I should’ve cooked, but I never learned how to cook. All those months that I have been trying to live independently in New York, I was actually just buying my food. The only time my kitchen was of purpose was during when Gary cooked for me.
It didn’t take me too long, like I promised Gary. I was back with our breakfast, and found him in his after-shower look with a towel wrapped around his waist. He looked so amazingly hot. I tried not to squeak.
“Here’s breakfast.” I told him.
He then turned to look at my direction, and he smiled. OMG… Am I really willing to see this only during weekends?
I was in the middle of my self-assessment when he’s decided to come over, and gave me a kiss. I savored his taste,
Nevertheless, we’re doing it—him and I. It’s great to have him like this. I want him for the rest of my life, and I will do everything to keep him by my side.
*****
It’s already dawn.
We’re both trying to catch our breath, and panting for air. I’ve never had it like that. It was vigorously different, and I wasn’t expecting to christen our apartment just like that. Who is this guy? But I enjoyed it so much.
“Wow. That was… different.” I teased him.
He considered my comment for a moment, and his brows rose. “Is that a good or a bad thing?”
“Definitely good…!” I answered him, and he laughed.
He pulled me into his arms, so I could rest my head in his neck. He wanted me to be this close to him, and I couldn’t love him even more. He’s so dreamy, very romantic and caring all at the same time. I put my arms around him, and I buried my face into his chest. It felt so heavenly.
“I’m going to miss you like this when you’re in Paris.” I whispered against his skin.
“I miss you every single day, even when I’m with you. So Paris is going to be hell.” He said to me.
I felt the urge to cry. It was just so sad that in few months, I may not be able to hug him close to me like this for each and every day, but rather just for weekends, which was meant to be so short. OMG! I wanted to cry so hard… But the last thing I wanted to happen was him changing him mind in doing something that would make him closer to his dreams. And so I’ve decided to just savor this moment, make sure those weekends would be of deep quality and just wait for a whole year.
“This is too deep, do you want some breakfast? I’ll go get some.” I asked him.
He kissed my forehead. “I’ll come with you.” He said.
“No, it’s okay. It’ll be just for few minutes. Go take a shower.” I suggested him.
“I thought we won’t be separating before I leave?” He asked, trying to sound like a little brat.
“Those few minutes will be my training. I don’t want to die the moment you leave.” I joked. “Besides, I know you need to make an abstract today for your collection, so you have to get ready.” I said
He laughed about it. It was actually very cute that we can start laughing about it. It might be a good thing. I mean, a whole year of weekdays might be a good idea for missing each other, and a year after, togetherness was the best idea thing to think about, and it should help us get by the hardest and most challenging times. I stood up at my feet, dressed myself, and softly kissed his lips before heading out of the door.
It’s so early in the morning, and some Spanish people seemed to be getting ready for the day ahead. I felt the Spanish ambiance, and it made me smile knowing Gary’s here with me. I stopped by my favorite restaurant, and got me and Gary a nice breakfast meal for two. It’s our first breakfast in our apartment, and I knew that I should’ve cooked, but I never learned how to cook. All those months that I have been trying to live independently in New York, I was actually just buying my food. The only time my kitchen was of purpose was during when Gary cooked for me.
It didn’t take me too long, like I promised Gary. I was back with our breakfast, and found him in his after-shower look with a towel wrapped around his waist. He looked so amazingly hot. I tried not to squeak.
“Here’s breakfast.” I told him.
He then turned to look at my direction, and he smiled. OMG… Am I really willing to see this only during weekends?
I was in the middle of my self-assessment when he’s decided to come over, and gave me a kiss. I savored his taste,
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