Letters From the Lost

~Max~

 I had been so busy that I didn't even know what today was until I saw the calendar. One month anniversaries aren't usually celebrated. But, it really felt different for us. It was like there was no rush to do things together because we knew that there would be time. We knew that there wasn't a possibility that we would break up tomorrow.

I stood over the sink washing the dishes. My headphones blasting over my thoughts. Sometimes it was quite annoying to be able to hear people's thoughts. I could hear Noah's thoughts as he slept, I could even hear the neighbors. It didn't help that my thoughts were loud enough as it is. I one hand snake around my waist and the other to pull my headphones down. I looked up and saw Noah groggily standing over me. I melted into his warm touch. "Good morning, my love," I said.

"Happy one month anniversary, sweetheart," He whispered. I smiled and turned around. Noah leaned down and kissed me softly.

"Do we have anything planned for today, my love?" I questioned. Sometimes I forget how absolutely gorgeous Noah is. He always knocks me off my feet. His perfection was so effortless too, he could roll out of bed and still be flawless.

"I wasn't thinking of going anywhere. I thought we could just spend the day together. Was there anything you wanted to do specifically?" He questioned.

"No, I think spending the day with you is perfect." I let a hint of seduction peak through in my voice. Noah never wanted to do anything, all for my sake not his. It was slowly killing him that we haven't done much together other than cuddle and kiss.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him lower to me. He grabbed the back of my thighs and lifted my body to the counter. His forehead pressed against mine and I stared into his eyes. Oh, those eyes are beautiful. He was born with heterochromia, his eyes are so beautiful. Those eyes were my weakness.

"I have to tell you something," I said. I watched the worry fill his face.

"Okay," He whispered worriedly.

"You have the most goddamn beautiful eyes, has anyone ever told you that? I could stare into your eyes for the rest of my life." His lips snapped into a wide grin. He kissed the tip of my nose softly.

"No, you're the first person to tell me that. But, I have something to tell you." I lifted my head slightly. "You're the most beautiful person I have ever seen."

I grinned in response. The wait was killing me. We just continued to stare into each other's eyes, which don't get me wrong I love, but the tension was killing me. I wanted to kiss him. I placed my hands over the sides of his face. "Kiss me," I whispered. Noah leaned in and started kissing me. He grabbed my hips and held them firmly. His tongue snaked through my lips, I fought back but gave up quickly.

After what felt like twenty minutes, Noah pulled away. We were both hyperventilating. "I know what we should do, but you're going to have to be open minded."

I immediately knew what he wanted, and I definitely wanted to do that. He wanted us to take a bath together. I had to hide my excitement knowing he doesn't know I can read his mind. "And that is?"

"Let's take a bath together," He leaned in and planted a kiss on the tip of my nose again. I let the excitement fill my face.

"Yes!" I jumped off the counter and practically ran to the bathroom. Before Noah walked in, I felt a pit form in my stomach. There were so many things I was hiding from Noah, on purpose. It was inevitable that he would see, I just hoped that everything could heal a little more before then. The scars on my stomach and things, and the tattoos. I know he wouldn't mind those, but it was the scars. A lot of those weren't healed, and some were self-inflicted.