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"Are you really gonna to leave without asking me the question you've been dying to ask me" - julien and fiona !!!

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Fiona looked at the male curiously as he started to gather his stuff, getting ready to leave. The two of them had spent the night and then that morning together, and the whole time, she had noticed that it seemed like there was something on his mind.

What Fiona didn’t know, however, was just how much Julian had thought about all of this. He’d spent hours contemplating how he’d ask his question, wondering how she’d react, or if she’d even react at all. Ultimately, he ended up psyching himself out and was planning to put off asking her until a better opportunity.

“Julian..” she started, waiting for him to turn back to her, and he did, dark eyes looking her over fondly. He always looked at her like he was admiring something incredible. Something spectacular. Something wasn’t her.

“Are you really going to leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”

Julian let out a slow sigh, setting his stuff down and walking back over to her. “Well, I guess I’m not now,” he teased, lifting his hand to gently tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear.

“Well then? Go ahead,” Fiona urged him, curious to just what he could be thinking of asking.

“I was just going to ask.. I haven’t been with anyone else since being back in Chicago. It’s only been you.” he started.

“I know I dropped out of school, but that sounds more like a statement than a question,” Fiona joked.

Julian rolled his eyes, arms circling low around her waist. “My question is, do you think that we could be exclusive? I don’t want to push you or rush you, but uhh.. I’d really like for you to be my girl again.”

Fiona tilted her head at his question. It was a bit different than what she was expecting, but she couldn’t help but start to smile.

Seeing her smile, Julian let out a nervous laugh, “Is that a yes?” he asked.

She nodded after a moment, smile growing. “Yeah. But, just to set the record straight — I’ve always been your girl.”

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"don’t think i can let go" for julien and fiona !!!

intimacy . // meme .

The past weeks had been full of one thing after another. As soon as one hurdle was jumped, it seemed their was another thrown into their path. The most recent hurdle that had weaseled it’s way in was Jimmy’s return.

Julian hadn’t gone without noticing that Fiona neglected to mention him until she had to. As the two of them stood in the kitchen, the air was thick with tension, Julian’s heart feeling like it was about to beat out of his chest. He felt as if he couldn’t catch a full breath, and his hands shook as he slid them into his pockets.

“So, you slept with him..” he spoke quietly, trying to keep his tone even. He knew himself well enough to know that he had the tendency to lash out when he was angry, and though his body was itching to do so, he knew it wouldn’t do anything but make things worse.

Fiona nodded slowly, “I did, yeah. I’m sorry.”

Julian cast his eyes down to the ground, processing her words carefully. “Why?”

He wasn’t entirely sure that he wanted to know the answer, yet he still couldn’t keep himself from asking.

“It just happened. There was never any closure.. it was like we were unfinished.”

“That sounds familiar,” Julian spoke, unsure if he was saying it more to himself or to her. They’d left things up in the air, unresolved, as kids and had found their way back to each other. Still, he couldn’t help but wonder if her unresolved connection to Jimmy meant more.

“And now?” he asked her.

“Now.. I don’t know,” she replied. “Our lives don’t fit together anymore. He wants things I don’t, and I can’t just walk away from my life here. I told him to let me go. After what I’ve done.. I’m wondering if I should tell you to do the same.”

Julian shook his head slowly, letting out a sigh as he finally looked up at her. “You and I have already wasted so much time apart. Our unfinished business has unfinished business,” he spoke with a humorless laugh.

“I’ve loved you since I was fifteen years old. It never went away. Not when I slept with anyone else, or even when I tried the more serious, long term thing. None of those girls were you. I don’t think that I can let go of you.. no matter how many times I’ve wanted to.”