Gloves And Us ✔

P A C E

"Calm down, Avha. Stop panicking" I said sternly. She was pacing in the kitchen for no damn reason. When I had informed her, she had jumped out of my hold and went to see if everything was in place. She immediately ran to the room I had given her initially when she stayed here. Scooping any remaining items of hers from there, and dumped them in her art room and started pacing here.

"What if-" the bell rang and she gasped. Her eyes were wide as if she had seen some ghost. "Oh god! Oh god! What if she doesn't like me? She'll hate me and and kick me out of here and you you, will you say somethi-"

"Breathe, baby. Breathe" I stroked her back and we breathed together.

"calm down. Nobody's going anywhere. This is our place. Our home." I said cradling her face in my bare hands. We both had started removing our gloves at home. We weren't comfortable yet to be barehanded outside. We were both hesitant, but we did it, but now it came with one thing- her using wipes, tissues, and sanitizers. She'd use them after every small thing or run and wash her hands and force me to do the same.

"Let's open the door together. Together, yeah?" I asked and she leaned into my hands, closing her eyes, sighing.

"Together," she said, opening her eyes, holding confidence and determination. But I know this chicken. Every ounce of confidence will flow away once we turn to walk towards the door.

I clasped our hands together and the bell rang constantly, making her remain close to me. And who was I to object? I loved her being stuck with me like this. Her gorgeous body pressed with mine. Fuck. Now's not the time.

I looked at Avha, she nodded and I opened the door, readying myself for the tsunami.

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Could have continued the next chapter here, but I don't prefer two different povs in one.
Sorry, might put them together while editing.

Thoughts?

Are y'all white or have lots of melanin like me?

Take care of yourselves. EAT. DRINK WATER. STAY HYDRATED. AND SMILEEEE BABES, PLEASE!

~LT