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Arlo

I woke up to warm hands wrapped tightly over my stomach. I turned over and peered into the messy brown hair at Timmy's open eyes. He smiled at me instinctively and pulled me closer to him.

I pulled my hand free from his clasp and pointed my finger towards his face. I dragged my finger along all the details of him and watched as his face contorted into laughter when i accidentally tickled him. I traced his jawline until my finger landed directly onto his lips. He rose his eyebrows at me and kissed my small finger so delicately.

I moved my finger towards his ear and let it toy with the delicate curls that framed his face. In my mind I was mapping out each and every detail just so I never forget this memory. If something goes wrong I want to have this. Just this memory to look back on, when everything was perfect.

I lean into his chest and take it all in. His arms wrap around my back and my eyes shut instinctively as his fingers draw soothing circles on my shoulder blades. A deep smile reflects of my face and i know in that moment that i was screwed.

"I like this." He admitted. It was almost as if he had been holding that in, like he was afraid to breathe. I didn't reply for a bit. I just tried to remember all the details. He ran his hand over my back and i pulled away from him and stared up into his eyes.

"Me too. That's the problem." I replied with a sad tone.

"Why does it have to be problem?" He asked with desperation laced in his voice. I pushed myself up on the bed and watched as he groaned and turned onto his back to look at me.

"Because, we can never be anything more than this." I said mournfully. Timmy huffed out a warm breathe and looked at me frustratedly.

"We could be though." He said plainly.

"We can't though cause i'll never chose a man over my career." I said sternly. I watched as he smiled at me, almost impressed by my utter confidence.

"Luckily, no ones asking you too." He said with a grin on his face. I could tell he was enjoying this. Enjoying trying to convince me. I dropped myself back onto the bed and his hands wrapped around me instantly.

"this isn't going to end well." I said wrapped safely in his warm arms. I felt him laugh up against my ear and decided it was my favourite sound in the world.

"Probably not." He agreed.



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