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♥ prepare for the mpreg month
I smile, turning around to cuddle into your chest. “Okay.” I trace shapes onto your chest with my index finger as I listen to your breathing.
I wrap one of my arms around your back, just holding you with a splayed-out hand to try and communicate how comfortable and safe I...
"What do you want to know?" I blush, twirling your hair. "I guess I'll start when I was little too?" I take a deep breath, holding one of your hands. "All I remember from when I was really little was daddy always pushing me away. I would come home from school, or a friends house with a story for him, and he would literally shove me away. Tells that nothing I say could ever be important."
I grab your hand with both of mine and let you hold my weight. I hug you around your waist for a moment, breathing in your smell, before I eventually lower myself into my chair, leaning over and grabbing a blanket, because I know I’ll get cold.
I smile, turning around to cuddle into your chest. "Okay." I trace shapes onto your chest with my index finger as I listen to your breathing.
Recovery || Edward and Harry
"Yeah. I’ll tell you everything." I smile, standing up, extending my hand out to you.
I grab your hand with both of mine and let you hold my weight. I hug you around your waist for a moment, breathing in your smell, before I eventually lower myself into my chair, leaning over and grabbing a blanket, because I know I’ll get cold.
"Okay, let’s go."
I walk into the room with you, sitting beside you on the couch. "Will you be sad if I talk to you?"
"You could murder someone and I’d still love and defend you every step of the way." I chuckle, softly playing with your curls. "You’re my big brother, my protector. I’ll never leave you."
I kiss the side of your neck again and lay my head on your shoulder. My hands trace...
"Yeah. I'll tell you everything." I smile, standing up, extending my hand out to you.
"What if you don’t know I relapsed? I’m gonna be living by myself so what if I get really bad and you don’t know and i don’t tell you and then you come over one day and I look pretty and thin again and you get mad and you can’t help me. Then...
"You could murder someone and I'd still love and defend you every step of the way." I chuckle, softly playing with your curls. "You're my big brother, my protector. I'll never leave you."
Recovery || Edward and Harry
"I’ll keep helping you. I won’t send you back because of one bad day, or a relapse. I’ll help you. I’ll never get tired of you."
"What if you don’t know I relapsed? I’m gonna be living by myself so what if I get really bad and you don’t know and i don’t tell you and then you come over one day and I look pretty and thin again and you get mad and you can’t help me. Then would you send me back?"
"That won't happen. I'm going to visit you a lot. I'm going to do everything I can to help you like you've helped me."I rub my thumbs over your wrists, looking down at my own. "I love you."
"I know that sounds awful to you, but that still under-weight. I weigh 160 right now, and that’s because I lost quite a bit of weight.” I hold you close, rubbing your back, leaving more little kisses to your neck and shoulders. “One day, when you’re ready, you should burn...
"I'll keep helping you. I won't send you back because of one bad day, or a relapse. I'll help you. I'll never get tired of you."
"I brought you to London though, after I convinced you to move in with me. I needed to get away from Cheshire." I smile, brushing your curls out of your eyes.
I smile at the sweet gesture and tip my head up, kissing your palm.
"Yeah, but you convinced me after I came out...
"I know that sounds awful to you, but that still under-weight. I weigh 160 right now, and that's because I lost quite a bit of weight." I hold you close, rubbing your back, leaving more little kisses to your neck and shoulders. "One day, when you're ready, you should burn the journal. As a way of letting the past go."
"I wasn’t much better with the paps, I’m still not. They make me so nervous. I always feel like they’re too close, like they’re going to hurt me." I sigh, pulling the blanket tighter around us.
"I know, right!" I exclaim, surprised at how well we get eachother, and how many...
"I brought you to London though, after I convinced you to move in with me. I needed to get away from Cheshire." I smile, brushing your curls out of your eyes.
"Oops?" I giggle, kissing your shoulder. "Why should I deny myself the simple pleasures in life?"
I hit your chest lightly and roll my eyes fondly.
"Sure, sure." I mutter sarcastically. "Next time you tell me not to look I’m gonna ogle the living hell outta you, just out...
"I wasn't much better with the paps, I'm still not. They make me so nervous. I always feel like they're too close, like they're going to hurt me." I sigh, pulling the blanket tighter around us.
"Your cuts are looking good by the way. I noticed during your shower. They’re fading nicely." I smile, rubbing your thigh. We both know you’ll always have them, but at least they’re not noticeable.
I shift uncomfortably at that, getting antsy. It’s not your fault, you...
"Oops?" I giggle, kissing your shoulder. "Why should I deny myself the simple pleasures in life?"
"If anything it’s better than other methods of coping you’ve attached yourself too. As long as you don’t end up going through a pack a day like some people." I love this. Being able to talk about anything and everything. I’m also really proud of myself for staying calm, and...
"Your cuts are looking good by the way. I noticed during your shower. They're fading nicely." I smile, rubbing your thigh. We both know you'll always have them, but at least they're not noticeable.
"Is it weird that I found you smoking a tad bit attractive?" I chuckle, kissing your temple. "Even though it’s bad for you. It’s becomes like..your scent? I don’t know."
I laugh warmly, leaning my head into your kiss a bit and pulling your arms around my waist. I think I...
"If anything it's better than other methods of coping you've attached yourself too. As long as you don't end up going through a pack a day like some people." I love this. Being able to talk about anything and everything. I'm also really proud of myself for staying calm, and making myself an easy person to talk to.
"I loved you." I shrug, rubbing your biceps. "I still do. I’ll do anything to bring a little happiness into your life."
I make a content noise when you rub my arms, moving to flip the page. This one has a picture of us hugging, along with the normal pictures of my body, and...
"Is it weird that I found you smoking a tad bit attractive?" I chuckle, kissing your temple. "Even though it's bad for you. It's becomes like..your scent? I don't know."
"I remember that night." I nod, the image of you coming home with swollen cheeks popping into my mind. I wish I questioned all these things, but I can’t blame myself, I was still practically a baby. "That’s so scary. Knowing that the one person you love the most could lash...
"I loved you." I shrug, rubbing your biceps. "I still do. I'll do anything to bring a little happiness into your life."