I walk to his bathroom and start to put stuff that he needs to stay at my place in his toiletry bag. After doing that I walk to his room where he is sitting on his bed with a filled bag next to him.
I walk up to him and place the bag next to him before crouching down before him.
I take his hands in mine making him look up into my eyes.
"Are you okay?" I ask him but already suspect what he's going to say.
He gives me a small nod while fake smiling.
"Roman, I need you to be honest with me" I say gently while stroking his hand.
After a while he starts talking reluctantly "I-euhm...No, it's like this place it-" he shakes his head and stops talking.
"It drains away your happiness" I state.
"Yeah and I don't know it's like this negativity just stays with me.-" He says frustrated.
"- and I just have no clue what to do to stop and prevent it from happening." He continues.
I swallow deeply and look him in the eyes, "move out" It comes out of my mouth before I can even consider it.
"What?"
"This place is hurting you and I don't know why, but maybe there's a chance that moving out stops that." I explain to him.
He looks at me for a moment, "Val-..I- I can't just move. It takes time and it costs money."
"I know that, I know. But I can't let you stay here and be hurt." I say desperate.
"Stay in my house please, at least until you feel better emotionally. I can't let this house destroy you the way it is, Ro." I tell him taking his face in my hands.
He nods his head and agrees.
A relieved sigh escapes my mouth before I pull him in a hug.
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Roman's POV.
I stay in my love's arms for a few minutes while I feel tears forming in my eyes but keep pushing them away.
I can't cry, not for this.
I haven't cried in years I'm not doing it now.
I hate this apartment, I really do.
How it sucks all my energy and happiness away from me. And the longer I stay here the worse it gets.
I understand that Val wants me to move out, hell I do too. But I just can't.
I don't have time to move out when I have school and other business to take care of.
And it cost money, like a lot. I won't take that much money from Val's family.
Yes, the answer to your question is yes.
Val's father literally pays for my apartment.
I didn't ask him to, no in fact I refused it and had a job.
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