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P O N D E R I N G ❛ forget our mothers and past lovers, forget everyone ❜ ( nineteen )
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you took a deep breath as the salty scent of the beach filled your lungs.
in the hectic and surreal month that you and timmy had spent together, the beach was the one place where you two couldn't get bored.
your eyes darted towards your left where the boy in question was shamelessly playing with a sand rock and pressing his fingers on it. you quickly noticed that he was drawing two deep circles on the sand rock.
"okay, that's either an alien or a pair of boobs."
timmy chuckled at your comment, his eyes still glued to his creation. "you're smart. i was actually going for the second option."
you smiled as your nose slightly grazed his bare shoulder.
"are those your girlfriend's boobs?"
timmy didn't answer right away. he was probably thinking his answer through, but there was no way for you to know that for sure. "nope. just boobs."
a part of you couldn't help but feel dissapointed. why did you, even in the smallest of ways, (in a way so small that you couldn't bare to admit to yourself,) expect him to say something along the lines of no, i was actually thinking about yours?
suddently, a rather unsettling thought clouded your mind; timmy and his girlfriend. lily-rose. an absolute beauty, and a great girl.
and he was squeezing her boobs. he was squeezing lily-rose's boobs in the way that he had been squeezing your boobs for the past month. a month full of surprises, full of passion, full of confusion. a month that was supposed to be for timmy to get away from things for a bit. god knows why he had chosen [insert where you're from here] to do so, but you were thankful he had.
you just wished it never had to be over, even though you were only a day away from his departure, that you two had been reluctant to speak of. because that would mean it was real. timmy was really leaving, he was going back home, to her.
without a warning, he nuzzled into your neck which made your tummy turn into a puddle as you grazed his jawline with the tips of your fingers. he thanked the gesture with an almost inaudible hum that only you could've heard.
he kissed your shoulder. but you could tell it was a sad kiss; he was thinking about the following day, you were sure of it.
