#choosing you

[love-romance-relationships]

[neryeleanor]

quietly choosing you

[quietlyunravelling]

[audram-fanfic-outta-context]

remember when spookystream!john pretended not to know what rain was lmao

[mindinthevoid]

Because it’s easy to love you in the sunshine. It’s easy to hold your hand when the skies are clear and the path is smooth. But who shows up when it’s pouring? When you’re breaking? When life is soaked in chaos and you’re barely holding it together?

That’s the real test.

The ones who choose discomfort just to be near you. The ones who could walk away, stay dry, stay safe — but instead, they say: “You’re not facing this storm alone.”

Remember them. And maybe more importantly — remember the ones who didn’t. Because love isn’t proven when it’s easy. It’s proven when it’s easier not to, and they still choose you anyway.

That's loyalty. That’s love. That’s rare.

So don’t beg for someone to care. Watch who gets wet for you.

[tearfallpixie]

Choosing You - Chapter 4: Chocolate Chip Pancakes 4 months

“I didn’t have morning sickness!” I gasped, sitting up quickly and enjoying the lack of nausea. The band had spent the night in a hotel and I had stayed with Vinny in his room. He was sharing a room with Rick but when Vin offered him a private room for the night the guitarist jumped on the chance. At least that was what my boyfriend had told me. Vinny hummed as he blinked open his eyes and stared up at me. “I didn’t get sick last night!” His eyes went wide and he sat up with a grin.

“That’s amazing!” He exclaimed pulling me into a hug. I squealed and did a little dance in the bed making my boyfriend laugh. “You are adorable. We’re going to celebrate. I’m taking you out for breakfast instead of grabbing the shitty hotel food.” I glanced at the clock and shook my head.

“Vin, we leave in 40 minutes. We can’t.” I protested. The mention of breakfast food had me craving chocolate chip pancakes though and making my mouth water.

“Fine, I will go get better food while you pack and we’ll enjoy it on the bus. Deal?”

“Ok.” He jumped out of bed and pulled on jeans before giving me a quick kiss and leaving the room. I shook my head and threw my legs over the edge of the bed, finding a fresh shirt and jeans in my bag to take to the bathroom so I could shower. I enjoyed the hot water pouring over my sore muscles and sighed. Tour in itself made me sore from the crappy bunks but being pregnant seemed to make it 10 times worse. I finished showering and got dressed with 30 minutes left to get to the bus so I took my time organizing our clothes in our bags. As I went to leave the room and carry them downstairs Chris was walking past my door.

“Hey, give me Vins bag. I don’t want you straining yourself.” He took the drummers bag from me before I could protest making me roll my eyes. “Where is he by the way?”

“I woke up without morning sickness, so he wanted to celebrate by getting me not crappy hotel breakfast.” I looked up at the singer and gave him a beaming grin.

“Nova that’s great!” He exclaimed, pulling me into a hug. “We leave in 10 minutes though.”

“I know. He left 30 minutes ago. He’ll be fine.” We made our way down to the bus and saw that the man in question had already returned and taken over the booth on the bus. “Told you.” I giggled bouncing over to Vinny and hugging him. “Thank you.”

“Anything for you, mama.” He pulled me down next to him and slid my to-go container over to me. I could smell the pancakes before I saw them and moaned.

“How did you know?” There in the container in front of me held several delicious looking chocolate chip pancakes.

“I must just know you that well.” He smirked. “Chris, they had some vegan waffles that looked good, so I picked them up for you.”

“Thanks! You didn’t have to though.” The singer said taking the seat across from us.

“You’re the godfather of the baby, I might as well butter you up so you pamper this niece or nephew the most.” Vinny teased him.

“No fair! My girl came first.” Justin called from his place on the couch where he was playing Halo.

“Did you make Chris the godfather?” I asked.

“No…”

“Point proven.” I sang, taking a bit of my delicious pancakes.

“Why didn’t you guys make Rick the godfather? Hes both of you guys’ best friend.” Ryan asked. Vin and I glanced at each other before going back to our food.

“Just thought Chris would be a better fit.” I shrugged.

“When’s your next appointment?” Chris tried to change the topic. He knew that something had happened between Rick and I but he never pressed for information and for that I was grateful.

“Next week for my 4-month checkup.” I told him, shifting in my seat and feeling the pressure change on my bladder.

“I can’t wait. I got a little box to keep the photos in.” Chris beamed.

“Who knew singer Cerulli was such a sap for babies.” Vinny teased, him, tossing a fry at the singers face who just batted him away.

“Shut up asshole.”

“I have to go use the restroom. I’ll be back.” I told Vin. I stood up and walked back to the bathroom on the bus. When I finished I glanced at myself in the mirror and adjusted my hair that was hanging in my face. As I did my shirt road up a little bit and I saw my stomach that had the hint of a bump forming. I gasped and threw open the door. “Vinny!” I ran to where he was still sitting at the booth and took his hand, pressing it to my side.

“Is that-“ I nodded and Vinny grabbed my shirt, pulling it up just enough to show my bump properly. He pressed a kiss to my belly as the door to the bus clicked open. We turned to see the man we were just talking about step in and look at us.

“Rick-“ I whispered. He didn’t say a word but his bag dropped from his shoulder and he stepped towards me. None of us said anything as the obvious tension grew, unsure of how the guitarist would react. He wasn’t focused on me as he kept moving forward but my stomach. “Rick, I-“

“I never told you congratulations.” He mumbled as he placed his hand over the bump. The warm feeling of his hand pressed against my skin made me shudder, especially since the bus was kept pretty cold. “I-I’m happy for you.” A second later his hand was gone, and he disappeared down the hall to the bunks. I had no words in that moment, looking at Vinny for assistance but all he could do was shrug as he was just confused as I was.

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“Hey, how was the appointment?” Rick asked. Vinny and I had just gotten back from the doctors and he had immediately been swept away to deal with some issue with his kit so I was alone with Rick in the dressing room.

“Good! The baby is healthy. Size of an apple now.” I gushed. I went over to Chris’ counter and placed the ultrasound picture on his table before turning back to the guitarist to see him watching me expectantly. “Waiting on something Richard?” I teased him. He seemed to snap out of a trance and turn away.

“No, sorry. I don’t-“ He shook his head and picked up his phone to distract himself.

“Chill. I’m just teasing you.” I giggled. I stepped behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder, leaning down and holding his ultrasound copy in front of him. He took it and smiled at the tiny bean in the photo. I kissed his cheek and grabbed my jacket before heading out to track down my boyfriend. I was glad that he was loosening up about this and we were talking again. I didn’t expect him to change his mind about wanting the baby but it was nice to have him back in my life again.

[wrveyivy]

the miracle of having you

i think i had been calling out for you long before i ever knew your name. you came to me like a sunrise after a long, private darkness, and for so long i suffered without understanding what i was missing—only that someone like you had yet to arrive. i was longing, searching, waiting for a soul that felt familiar, and somehow it was always you, even before i knew you were real.

i have never known a love so patient, so gentle, so quietly kind that words almost fail me. the way you care for me feels effortless, as though loving me is something your heart has always known how to do. every small devotion, every quiet act of tenderness, settles into me and reminds me how deeply seen i am. i am endlessly thankful for you—so much so that the thought of losing someone this beautiful almost breaks me. it leaves me shaken, undone by the fear of a world where you are not beside me. at night, i find myself whispering hopes into the dark—that you never disappear from my life, that your days remain gentle, your heart unburdened, and your happiness always within reach.

i want to have you for a lifetime, though even a lifetime feels too short. you make me so happy, you make my heart feel lighter, healthier, as if it has finally learned how to rest. i love how you quiet my thoughts, how you sit with me in my lowest energy, when i have no strength for the world and want no one else around. i love how you listen—sometimes in silence—yet still make me feel completely heard and understood. i have never known someone who understands me this deeply, who reaches for me with such care that solitude no longer feels comforting unless it is shared with you. i love the kind of alone that exists only with you. your presence feels like something i have been searching for all my life without knowing its name. i may be a mess, but never in your eyes; you hold me as though i am simple to love, never too heavy, never too much. with you, i feel enough. with you, i feel wanted.

there is nothing left for me to ask of this world. to share a life with you—to gather joy from ordinary moments and turn them into something sacred—is already more than enough. your presence alone is my reason for gratitude. that the universe dared to shape you, and then let me find you, feels like its greatest mercy. you are the art i will carry with me always, the masterpiece my heart chose to keep.