LOST AND FOUND ~ sokeefe oneshot book

~ moving day ~

HUMAN AU

I swept the free flyaways that my ponytail had produced in the heinous work that was moving house. I panted and sighed as I finally dropped the heavy box that was the kitchenware into the back of the moving truck. 

So many memories in this one dusty house, the shutters were shut. The room's furniture abandoned. The front door locked, maybe for last time. The laundry picked from the rusted clothes line. The painting supplies packed up in a big box and put in the moving truck only a quarter full. I looked back to our house. All our memories, locked, along with the past. There was only forward now. 

I propped a hand onto the box and turned to my husband who had gotten distracted and started to read a comic. I rolled my eyes and slid the box to the back of the truck, with the very few boxes we had packed so far.  I sighed defeated and studied the stuff waiting at the front door, still waiting to be packed into the truck. 15 boxes, still to be moved. I put my head to my forehead which was heating up by the moment. It was a hot day and my hair was starting to plaster to my forehead. 

"Keefe!" I hollered out to my husband whilst holding out my hands defeatedly. He simply looked up at me and back down to his comic, smirking, like he always did. I trudged over to him, my already unathletic knees giving out. 

"Sencen!" I yelled right in his ear making him flinch. I smirked triumphantly.

I snatched the comic out of his hands giving him an amused stare. He glared at me and we held a staring contest his ice blue eyes boring into my brown- gold flecked ones. He eventually gave out and begrudingly picked up the unstable box full of glassware. I winced as he nearly toppled over.

I chuckled as his expanse and his eyes met mine, he was seriously adorable. 

"How did I get so lucky?" I said out loud and covered my mouth and he smiled, the smile I loved. The one that reached his eyes. Not the one he put on for me after a hard day of work or after a fight with his dad.

They weren't that close. 

His dad-

A complicated man. They never had a good relationship after his mom left when he was only 8. His dad still blamed him day and day again. Trying to undermine the incredible man my husband actually is. Every day would say that he was a mistake and that they wouldn't be in that position if he hadn't been born. 

But it was the moments after those forced smiles that mattered. How we would fall asleep on the couch while I hugged him while he broke down. That's what I loved in those moments. Because he was so strong. So fricking strong.

For me.

So I wouldnt see what he was going through by himself.

Carrying that burden all alone.

I loved the man I married so much that every moment was a great one. But there were bad times. Not nesscecarily concerning me but bad moments where we would lose sight of who we were. Any they suffocated us so

From meeting each other at the beach, from every candlelit date Keefe managed with the litte money he had from the job he had before,a crappy job may I say where he was treated like shit by the manager.

And there was every time he kissed me tenderly or held me like there was no better person in the world for him, but I fail him everyday, his love for me is so strong and yet I failed him. I fail him. 

I falled for him when I met his eyes, those eyes that pulled me in so far I fell so hard. But he caught me anyways.  Like always. Even the bad ones. And I was so lucky for someone who loves me like that. Like I was actually worth the love. 

I loved Keefe Sencen.

The man who always put me before himself.

Keefe set the box down in the dust filled truck and embraced me tightly and closed his eyes. 

So did I. 

"Forward." He murmured into my neck, repeatedly. "Only forward." He put his head further into my shoulder. "With only you."

And then it was just me and him. 

No rushing cars, no bird noises no truck engines. No distractions from the person I loved the most. No people milling, no boxes, no tears, no old houses, no unwelcomed memories. 

Just me and him. 

Keefe Sencen and Sophie Foster

And it was perfect.