a little something i threw together for you all. enjoy.
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NEVER IN A MILLION years would you have thought that drinking Hennessy on a rooftop in Genoa with your best friend could end this way. But it did. He is just a friend. That is what you have been telling all of your friends (and yourself) for the past many weeks. In all honesty you wear just saying it so you could finally realise that. Because even though you wanted to be more than just his friend with all of your heart, you would never tell him that. You would never speak those words in fear of it being the case of an unrequited love story. In the fear that it would ruin everything. Absolutely everything. And you simply could not risk that. You would much rather live the rest of your life hiding your love for him but keeping him close as a friend than risk telling him how you feel and possible ruining your amazing friendship. Because in all reality, he was your soulmate, everybody knew that, but were you just supposed to be friends.
But now as you lie in bed, contemplating what had just happened, you realise that you had no reason to be afraid of your feelings for him, but you are getting ahead of yourself.
The evening had started in your apartment with pizza from the local pizzeria - your favourite. Eventually Mick had brought out the wine glasses, since he knew how much you enjoyed a glass of wine after a long day. A couple of glasses - or bottles - later and you had ended up on the rooftop with yet another bottle of wine and Hennessy. That is when it started. When he started.
"You know you're really pretty right?" he started out and you knew he was getting tipsy. "I'm serious, you are so beautiful."
You both loved and hated it when he got soppy. It caused your heart to melt and a smile to appear on your lips, revealing your teeth.
"I love it when you smile, you look so precious." You could not look at him in fear of revealing too much of yourself, showing him how you felt, especially when he told you those things.
"Y/N, don't look away." You looked down at his feet, still not wanting to meet his gaze. "Look at me, please." Now you could not resist him, you had to meet his eyes and look at him. "Your eyes are so pretty in the starlight. You know that? They're so deep and mysterious and I could just get lost looking at your eyes." He tilted towards you while talking, as to look even deeper into your eyes, and your soul.
"Mick, you're drunk. You don't mean what you say."
"Oh, I am so drunk, but that doesn't mean I don't mean what I say." He reached his arm out to stroke your cheek. He let his hand wander down your cheek, your chin, neck, all the way down to your waist. His palm was burning hot on your skin. Another palm cured your waist and he pulled you onto his lap, so you were straddling him.
"Mick..." you started.
He removed a strand of hair from your face and took in the sight in front of him. "I don't ever want to lose you. I'm just so happy that you're here... with me."
As the night was getting darker the first drops of rain started falling on the two of you. Eventually, as you sat in the rain, you were drenched in water, but none of you made any effort to get up and go inside. You just sat there.
"Why is it that it looks like you're glowing? Like... you're shining like the stars in the night sky." Who knew he could be such a poetic. He let his hands run over your back and let them rest just above your bum. Your hands were first on his shoulders, but eventually you let them run over his neck and you fell into a warm hug. "You make me crazy."
"What do you mean?" Your voice was almost a whisper but you knew he could hear it.
He made you sit up to look at you again. "You are just so good. So kind and incredible." You looked at him shyly under hooded eyes.
One of his hands drew up to your cheek and he leaned forward and let his lips touch and fall into yours. Circles were running around in your mind at the touch, and it felt like a fire had ignited in your stomach. His lips were soft, yet rough. The kiss gentle, yet forceful. You let his tongue enter between your lips and he quickly started exploring your mouth. When he pulled apart to catch his breath it felt like a thousand years had passed.
"You're mine."
"I'm yours."
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