Love At First Sight / Post Malone

Chapter 19

"Do you want watch something on- Jesus Christ, fuck me." I heard Austin sigh, cutting himself off as his hand raised from my thigh to rub the front of face while he mumbled a number of profanities underneath his breath.

"That was really fucking insensitive of me. I'm sorry Jules."

I couldn't help but laugh at his antics, not offended in the slightest at his slip up, momentarily forgetting about my loss of sight. Though it wasn't exactly something that I could push to the back of my mind, I was somewhat getting used to my newfound blindness with each day that passed by.

"Austin, it's okay. You don't have to apologize, I don't need to be treated any differently than if I had my sight. You can watch TV and I can listen." I reached over, grabbing ahold of his hand after feeling around for half a second, returning his warm palm to rest against my bare thigh.

"Okay we could do that. What would you like to listen to beautiful?" He asked, rubbing smooth circles along my skin with his thumb as I heard my stomach begin to rumble.

"Something I've seen before, that way I can sort of- watch in my head." I suggested, as I heard Austin chuckle under his breath, his hand sliding over my abdomen.

"You sound hungry J." He pointed out with a humorous tone, his comforting touch moving in back and forth motions.

"Well actually, I'm starving." I laughed at myself, only slightly embarrassed as I could feel my face turning multiple shades of pink.

"The food should be here any minute, I hope you like Thai- God I'm such a fucking idiot, I didn't even ask you." He expelled, his words running a mile a minute from his perfect soft lips as as he cursed himself under his breath.

"You're not an idiot, I-I like Thai food." I fibbed, not having the slightest idea of what Thai food even tasted like. I turned my body to face him, as I could only imagine what color his eyes were as I felt them glaze over me.

"Austin." I began, reaching out to cup the side of his face, has hand catching mine and guiding it exactly where I intended it to be.

"You have to stop being so hard on yourself. You're doing the best you can to help me cope with being newly blind. That's not exactly easy, give yourself some credit." I explained, feeling him nod his head slowly against my hand before he gently placed a kiss into my palm.

"I know J, I know. I need to stop beating myself up and overcompensating for what happened. But I still blame myself for your sight and it's just taking me some time to deal with that." He sighed, pulling me just an inch closer to him as I felt him rest his forehead in the crook of my neck.

I felt this undescribable closeness to him, as we had quickly grown accustomed to one another. It was without a doubt that our few weeks of knowing each other had felt like it had been months. Admitting our feeling of likeness to one another was one thing, but if I were being quite honest with myself, I knew there was a mutual feeling of trust that was beginning to form.

"I understand it'll take some time. I forgave you, but I want you to forgive yourself." I whispered as I consoled him, caressing the short hairs at the nape of his neck as his shallow warm breaths against my skin sent me into a clouded heavenly daze.

"I will sweetheart, I'll get there." He mumbled, against my collarbone, leaving a trail of soft kisses behind as he made his way up to the front of my neck.

I waited patiently for his rose petal lips to wed with my own, as it apparently had become the only source of my sanity as of lately.

His lips collided beautifully against mine, as I felt the warm wet feeling of his tongue pushing gently against my own. I didn't think something as simple as a kiss could ever make me feel so many different emotions at once. Except there was nothing simple about the way this man was somehow delicately yet fervently devouring my mouth all in one breath.