But I Want You More, I Want You More, As If I’d Never Said Before…
[Cristian @cristian-rosasco & Diana || August 18th 2019]
Cristian chuckled, eyeing the syrup in Diana’s hand and quirking a brow, an amused smile pulling at his lips. “You can certainly try,” he said, reaching for it himself to pour a drizzle over the pieces of French toast he had, “but you will have to fight me for it, and I have an inkling I would win.” Setting the bottle back in between them, he glimpsed over and winked when Diana looked back, finding himself laughing louder as she agreed on the delicious flavor. “I suppose I could spare you the extra bottle I have, but only because I’m sure she’s already sold out. Next time you will have to fend for yourself, I’m afraid,” he teased, cutting off a piece of his own breakfast and taking a quick bite when the blonde continued speaking.
Now, it would be a lie if he were to say that he didn’t feel his heart skip a beat, that his stomach didn’t twist up in excitement at the prospect of Diana before so close to him during her residency. As much as he hated it, it was something he had already considered, what were to happen when she became so ungodly busy that spare time would be far and few in between with their conflicting schedules. The summer had been a blessing and a curse, offering more time than necessary and indulging him in her company, but then also making him rather … Well, to be frank, dependent on her frequent company. It was for that reason that he found his breath catching at the prospect of not having to suffer for too long, but he bit down on his tongue to fight off the grin that wanted to break onto his face.
“I think that would be wonderful,” Cristian replied sincerely, hoping that whatever excitement he was feeling wasn’t betraying him by washing over the words he spoke. “And just think, you would not have to worry about running out of this syrup.”
Diana looked up at Cristian, a laugh falling from her at his comment. “Oh? You’re so sure that you’d win?” She asked playfully, “And why is that? You never know. I could surprise you and win. I might be sneaky.” She didn’t care either way, but the idea that he felt that he would win was amusing enough. He was certainly stronger than she was, that was something she admired about him physically every single time she looked at him, but she wondered if she could manage to win some other way. When he stated he could spare her his extra bottle of syrup, she rose from her seat to place a kiss on his cheek before settling back down with a smile, “You’re an absolute dream. Thank you for that. I’ll make sure to never run out in the future so I never have to ask for your reserve store of syrup.”
At his words, Diana looked back up at him, where she’d been reserved as to sharing the idea of potentially applying for residency in Rome, she now felt a bit more confident about the idea. The added comment about the syrup had her pulling her gaze away to look back at her food. “Oh... yeah, I hadn’t thought about that.”
The syrup had been the last thing on her mind. Diana simply couldn’t imagine living apart from Cristian for three full years if their relationship continued. She was growing more attached each day. It was a terrifying thought, knowing that she cared enough about him to want to make future plans where she could be with him more often. She’d never had luck where men were concerned, and she did have an underlying fear that come end of her school year, she would find herself very much alone. At least the residency was still worth it even if things didn’t work out.
“Are you sure that it’s okay? Applying for residency here in Rome? I know it’s a ways off yet, but it’s three years once I’m here. I don’t want to assume...” She stopped talking and quickly took a bite of the french toast so she could stop making a fool of herself.
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