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@romancastillo-rp
There is no pretending. I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there is life after that, I’ll love you then.
oh hey, romeve.
Every bit of Eve was freaking out over what she was about to go through. Meeting Roman’s family… his traditional family that would probably hate her for stealing their son away… it was a terrifying situation that she was hoping would be done and over with as soon as possible. Especially since she wasn’t good with parents.. She wasn’t good with relationships or marriage, and yet.. here she was. “Look great!? No, I’ll look like a whore who married you while drunk in Vegas and your parents will hate me. I just know it.” She huffed, as her hands dramatically flailed into the air. She was definitely freaking out over this a lot more than Roman was. “And I haven’t had time to look there, or think when I last wore it…… Great! I forgot how to think. Just roast me now, because this is just going to go terribly..” A small pout formed across Eve’s lips as she fell back onto the bed behind her. She was frustrated with herself, because more than anything, Eve wanted this to go well.. she wanted to be accepted into his family, because that’s what they were now. Eve was a Castillo now, and if they didn’t like her then she wasn’t sure what she’d do.
"Hey, hey!" Roman said as he heard Eve start talking so badly about herself, he never understood why. After months of being married he still didn't understand why she was constantly beating herself up. He looked at her as she continued to ramble. "Don't say that you, if could turn out to be a great dinner. You never know." Roman said offering some positivity but his eyes followed the petite brunette as she plopped back onto the bed. He felt bad, this was the most anxious he's seen her... aside from the morning after in Vegas. "Babe, come on," Roman said as he slowly started to crawl onto the bed and lay besides her. One elbow held his hand up to hold his head as his other hand moved around Eve's waist. "Trust me, I'm nervous too. I really am," He let out a deep breath, "I also think that you have every right to be nervous but I need you to try and relax for a minute, I don't like to see you get like this." Roman leaned in and placed a soft kiss on the tip of Eve's nose. "Eve, whether my parents like you or not, you are my wife regardless and I love you regardless. I get the fact that you want to impress them but don't let it get to you like this... You're huffing and puffing around the house because of a shirt I don't even think I've ever seen you wear." Roman let out a slight chuckle.
"Roman!" The young, raven girl blurted out as she lifted her head from the pile of clothes before her. She had been frantically running around the apartment looking for one simple piece of clothing that she needed for the trip they were about to take… the one that would result in she and him telling everyone about their drunken night in Vegas that they decided would now become a permeant thing. "Where in all hell in my black shirt.. you know the long sleeved one, that crunches in the front.. I need it. There’s no way I’m going to your parent’s place without it."
Roman was cleaning the dishes in the kitchen as he blasted Outkast on his JBL bluetooth Pill speaker. He was anxious but certainly not as anxious as Eve was, soon enough they'd finally tell his parents that Eve and him were married. Of course he was nervous but he wanted to stay calm in hopes that it would help his new wife stay calm too. As the young man started rapping along to 'ATLiens' while rinsing the last plate he heard Eve's voice coming from their bedroom. He put the plate down, turned off the water, wiped his hands dry with a small cloth and headed towards the bedroom. He exhaled once he realized what Eve was yelling about. He stood at the door frame and crossed his arms with a grin on his face. "Babe, it's just a shirt don't worry. You'll look great in whatever." Roman quickly realized he was being absolutely no help, he exhaled before he made a few suggestions, "Alright well let's take a deep breath for a second before we put on our detective hats. Did you check the laundry basket? Have you checked the depths of your closet? Did you look under the bed? When was the last time you wore it?"
lovebug // jonas brothers
I can’t get your smile out of my mind (I can’t get you out of my mind) I think about your eyes all the time
teen-wolf:
Nope, no thanking him. The wind is blowing and now I look stupid. Hope you’re okay with brushing my hair later, because this is all your fault… Butt head.
Shh, you can’t say that here! I don’t want people to know I’m married. Gotta keep my options open.
Brushing your hair? So now I've got to cook for you and brush your hair? I did not agree to that when we moved to Chicago. Oh. Ok, yeah. Sorry. I'll keep it on the down low, good luck man hunting. I wish you the best on your single life endeavors.
I went to the Willis Tower for the first time today.
To be honest, I don’t think the camera roll idiots should have been allowed to reproduce the new era of “let’s take our iPad everywhere and take photos and obnoxiously get in everyone’s way, even though I’ll never look at these photos, ever.” People who bungee jump are literally out of their damn mind! There is no guarantee the cord will break or that the force of your jump won’t send you into the rocks below. God idiotic people and their need for adrenaline is going to get them killed. They’re as psycho as the people who roller race between traffic for the rush.
Driving a car is enough adrenaline for me. I don't need anything else that might possibly kill me or give me a heart attack or something because I just wanted to 'feel alive'. I'm new, sorry I should have introduced myself. I'm Roman! What's your name stranger?
Tyler Posey for Sergentee
When they say ‘Windy City’ they really mean it. Haven’t even lived here that long, and I already want to chop off all my hair.
Curse Roman for making me move here.
You should thank Roman, the wind blowing your hair is making you look like a model. A hot model, not a hand model. You're welcome wife.
Roman + Eve Castillo
"When all of your flaws and all of my flaws are laid out one by one, a wonderful part of the mess that we made we pick ourselves undone. All of your flaws and all of my flaws they lie there hand in hand."
Brings back..