𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒, 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞

forever: marcus abbott.

for those who don't know who marcus abbott is, he's the boy in the movie A Quiet Place! played by Noah Jupe!

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just to make something clear, in this Marcus and you are 15, in the movie marcus is supposed to be 12 even though he doesn't look twelve at all? the actor who plays him (Noah Jupe) was around 13-14 while filming so-

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  your head rested on his shoulder, your fingers ran through his soft light brown curls. his arm was under you, around your shoulders. his fingers played with the hem of your shirt, twisting the material between his fingers. 

you two layed (laid? lied?layed?lay?lie? I don't know which word to use) in his bed. Marcus' mom sometimes let you two stay in the upstairs floor of the house, you two already knew where and where not to step. 

your family died in the very beginning of this whole silence thing. you and the abbott family were close, your mother and Marcus' mother were very very good friends. resulting in you and Marcus becoming best best friends. 

you two couldn't help but catch feelings for each other, even before the silence. sometimes when you two were alone, you two would talk to each other. but only in the smallest whispers, and in each others ears. 

you shift your head slightly up, your lips now up to his ear. "do you miss it?" you barely whisper. "miss what?" "everything," your lips slowly curl down into a frown. 

"how life was..  going to restaurants, our picnics at the park, detention together, watching movies until five am, before the death angels, before this, before we hid, before the silence?" tears wanted to come out but you didn't let them. 

remembering everything made your heart break even more, if that were even possible. your parents were gone, your siblings were gone, your pets were gone, everyone was gone. it was just you. 

"of course," he purses his lips, his lips tickling your lips as he whispered into your ear. "I miss everything. I miss going to school, hearing my alarm clock every morning even though I hated it, I miss hearing cars honk when there was road rage, I miss beau, I miss your voice, I miss your laugh, I miss everything. I wish this were to end" he whispers back. a small tear rolling down his cheek bone. 

"but its going to be fine. this is going to end soon. I promise." he reassures you, a small smile now on his face. "are you sure?" you ask, god I hope he's right. "together forever," he sticks out his pinky. 

you link your pinky with his, "together forever." you place a light kiss on his lips, resting your head into the crook in his neck, slowly falling asleep. 

together forever.