āI know nowās really not the time, but fuck, Vivi, youāre so cute. My pouty baby,ā he whined, pinching her cheek lightly and pecking her pouty lips. He hummed lightly and ran his fingers through her hair, twirling soft curls around his pinky.Ā āCanāt change how you feel. But you can get through it, okay? Youāre tough. Strong and independent. You can get through anything. Anything,ā he promised her.Ā āAnd⦠I mean⦠she recognised you. She hasnāt seen you since you were a kid, but⦠she recognised you.ā He let out a humourless laugh.Ā āI guess a mother can always recognise her kid or whatever,ā he muttered, brows furrowing in annoyance as he recalled the way the woman had tried to play the victim. The annoyance simmered down, however, upon meeting his girlfriendās big, beautiful eyes, and he pecked the top of her nose.Ā āOnly decent,ā he confirmed, teasing her a little bit, but it was clear from the affection in his gaze that he was head over heels for the petite brunette. He raised an eyebrow at her and rubbed his nose against hers.Ā āI knowĀ ācause Iām in love with you. And I know youāre not sure yet, that youāre only pretty sure you love me too, but⦠but, shit, Viv, when you smile at me like that, I - I canāt explain it, I just⦠I know you love me too. When you smile at me like that, it feels like you love me back. And I think youāre just nervous about admitting it because youāre scared of getting hurt - and thatās okay. Iām not going to make you say it. Just⦠just knowing it, seeing it in your eyes⦠thatās enough. I know you. I know us. Weāre - weāll - yeah - she - I just⦠I know it.ā He smiled awkwardly and thumbed his cheek against her cheekbone, tangling their legs together under the sheets. He liked the way her smooth calves slotted nicely between his muscular calves, the way she fit so perfectly against him.Ā āItās your choice. Itās your choice, sweetheart. Donāt let me make it for you, donāt let your mother make it for you⦠only you. Itās what you want and what you want to do. Even if I disagree with whatever you choose, Iām going to be there for you and Iām going to support you - because itās yourĀ decision,ā he continuted to repeat, pressing a kiss to her forehead. He placed his hand on her hip and tugged her closer, his other hand pulling her head into his neck and closing his eyes in content so that she could cuddle into him.Ā āAnd you can always change your mind. Just because you say you donāt want to see her now doesnāt mean you canāt try again in five years. And even if you choose to see her now, that doesnāt mean you canāt get up and leave before she even gets there. You get to choose what you do with your life, baby, and nobody can make you feel pressured to do anything else.ā
Hearing his comment only made her pout even more as she crosses her arm over her chest.Ā āTristan, Iām trying to be mad right now!ā she exclaims as she lets out a small huff as he pinched her cheek and peck her lips. Looking at him with her big brown eyes she lets out another sigh before nodding her head.Ā āYeah, I guess youāre right.. I can get over this.. I mean Iām doing just fine without her.ā she replies knowing that it wasnāt entirely true, her mom was the reason why she hasnāt really been great with relationships, but other than that Viviana did think she was somewhat of a decent person when her anxiety doesnāt get to her.Ā Ā āI guess we still have that unbreakable mother-daughter bond, huh?ā she mutters really not meaning it as she glances over towards him, her voice dripping with bitterness.Ā āHey, I am better than just decent.ā Viviana points out as she huffs at him once again, smacking him in the chest playfully after feeling his lips touch the tip of her nose. When he rubbed his nose against hers the way he did whenever he was about to tell her how much he loved her, it scared her a bit. Her heart jumped out of her chest and all she did was stare and listen to him.Ā āYou seem really sure about a future with me..ā she trails off not really sure how to feel about it, whenever they talked about it, she would always try her best to do the least amount of talking about the whole thing knowing that she doesnāt know if they were going to actually last or not. She knew deep down there were some sort of feelings she had for him, but she still wasnāt sure if they were real or they were just there because she liked the attention he gave her. She snuggles into him more as the twoās legs dangled together. Viviana nodded her head in his chest as she inhales slightly.Ā āThank you... for being here for me.ā she replies in a soft tone as she pulls slightly away from his chest to look up at him and felt his warm lips press against her forehead.Ā āIām scared.ā she admits to him.Ā āIām scared that if I let her into my life again, she would come screw up what I tried so hard to put together. That sheāll screw me over again and that Iāll leave heartbroken like she left my young self crying for her mother.āĀ