𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐇{mlm}

𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄

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Chris's P.O.V

"Heeey!— I flicked his head and took back the ice cream from his hands—Sharing is caring dumbass." I mimicked his voice.

He rolled his eyes and then narrowed them before he poked my dimple absentmindedly.  "Don't use that tone with me Ri."He mimicked mine.

I just stuffed more ice cream in my mouth before he took his ice cream back. Frankly,we were both dumbasses."Don't starve me!Why should I watch you eat?"

He flashed me a cheeky grin and pecked me softly on the lips then lay his head on my shoulder."Don't be greedy. You finished yours all by yourself yesterday..and cause I look sexy when I eat." I took the bowl away from him and just stuffed my face with more ice cream.

"You're right about one thing. I finished mine yesterday. Now quit whining."

He chuckled."D'you think he's okay?" I sighed. " We can only hope so ..."He sat up." It's been four months. He hasn't called even once." He looked like he was about to cry.

I pulled him in and engulfed him in a bear hug and kissed his hair."D'you think he hates us?" I sighed."He doesn't hate us bunny...he just wants —space. He'll come back." I hope.

Bobby was a fragile soul. He'd have these rage filled episodes once in a while followed by others that ranged between self loathing and self pity. I didn't know how he had survived before me...I wanted to know but I wouldn't pry.

I was here for him now and that was all that mattered.

It took me a while to notice that I'd lulled him to sleep in the process. I just settled back on the couch and let him lay across my lap as I finished the ice cream.

We were there for a while.

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Bobby had finally decided to wake up and I immediately rushed and stood up before I ran to the bathroom to take a leak because. I was this- close to bursting! When I came out,he was laughing so hard he had tears running down his cheeks.

It was nice to see him so carefree.

Earlier on in the relationship,he'd tried repress his emotions. So I'd made sure we'd sat our asses down and had a talk and well... here we were. He talked to me whenever he felt like there was a shift in his mood or emotions and he felt like I could be affected in the long run.

I encouraged it. Of course I did. Because I didn't want him bottling anything inside. It wasn't good for his E.P.D...and it wasn't good for his state of mind either. He still refused to take any medication though.

The next best thing was encouraging him to talk it out and..that's what I chose to go with.

He still dissected sandwiches for whatever reason,and he still cursed you within an inch of your life when he got angry.But I loved him. I hadn't told him yet because we had all the time in the world and I wanted it to be special.

But I knew he was aware of it.

It had been different with Pressly. I'd needed care and love from him. But I didn't get either.