an unlabelled drabble but that i might delete to turn into an actual piece later. there's no idol to it but still, for those who'll see it i hope you enjoy !! think of it as a slow return i suppose.
warning/s : mildly angsty, mostly fluffy
You stare out the window, the past few weeks hitting you like a truck. The work load, the stress, and the constant thoughts slowly plaguing you. Making sure that you can't resurface to breath.
With one fell-swoop, your cheeks are drenched in tears. Pent up from every moment leading up to this. Everything around you feels heavy and the moments tread by like water dripping out of the tap.
You run a hand through your hair as you try to recompose yourself, feeling nothing but exhaustion and anxiety. But before you can drown yourself in your thoughts, finally succumbing to the urge to hide away again…
You perk up in fear. It was late. Far too late for anyone to be knocking at your door. With shaky legs and a racing heart you walk towards the living room...a million different scenarios play in your head. Food delivery you forgot you ordered, your family member surprising you with a visit, maybe even a murderer trying to catch his next victim.
You open the door. Slowly. Cautiously. Almost nervously.
Suddenly, you feel the self pity turn into self consciousness. You're a mess, you'd been crying madly and everything around you feels like a wreck. The warm smile she wore on her face melts into a look of pure concern.
Before she can say much of anything, you quickly wrap your arms around her waist. Like you'd done a million times before. But she knows it’s different this time. She’s surprised but her arms wrap around your shoulders tightly. You slowly nuzzle yourself into her neck, finally feeling like you were able to inhale properly for what felt like a lifetime. Delicately, almost surgically, she pulls away before lifting her hand up to reach your face. Silently asking you what was wrong.
For the first time the entire tempest of the week, you smile. The same bright brilliant smile that she adored you for. You shake your head and press your forehead gently against hers, pressing your lips tightly together before placing your hand over hers. Guiding her hand towards your chest, right above your heart.
She guides you back into your house before sitting you down on the couch that lay flushed against the wall. You watch in mild amusement as she rummages thoughtlessly around the kitchen cupboards, not knowing where things are. You smile again before standing, legs feeling relatively stable again, and walk over to her. The smile on your face widens a little as you hear her mutter the most silent of curses trying to find the cups—which you can only assume to be her trying to get you water.
The same thing you’ve done for her countless times when she was going through similar issues.
You lean over and open a drawer, pulling out two glass cups. She smiles sheepishly up at you before taking one glass and walking over to the dispenser. You do the same. She fills up the glass and lets out a soft yip as you sidle up behind her. Wordlessly, you fill up the glass in your hand before offering it to her. She takes it before handing the other one to you.
The two of you giggle at the silliness of the whole exchange before both of you take sips from your individual glasses. A silence hangs. It’s a comfort to you after the noise and loudness that echoed from the deepest parts of your mind earlier in the hour.
Placing both your cups down on a nearby table, your hands return to wrap themselves around her waist. Pulling her impossibly closer. Her arms find themselves around your neck, almost leaning up to meet your height. She turns her head before leaving a light kiss on your face.
“I’m sorry I came late…” She whispers against your cheek.
You pull away. Then you smile, lean down and peck her lips gently. Feeling the coolness from the water radiating from them. The night’s initial bitter taste immediately being replaced with the sweet candy you can taste from her usual chapstick and likely consumption of sweets before she’d arrived.
just an idea i had while avoiding my uni work, but i still think it came out rather nice. been a rough couple of months. in the end though, it did turn out surprisingly well. i can't promise this means i'm back for good, but i do want to write a bit more helps get the thoughts straighter.
i hope you lovelies have been taking care of yourselves and i'm going to try and be more active on here. but yeah there we go. short lil piece that i hope yall enjoyed.
i'll see you all as soon as i get a minute to breath and i love you all vv much !!
- r
