andy; forever

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"Andy." I whisper against the wooden door to which the person I cared most about locked me on the other side of. Her eyes were slightly wild when we got out of  the car, after escaping and killing one of the most money crazed people i'd ever met in my years of immortality, and I could tell her mind was being overridden with thoughts. "Please baby, speak to me."

"I don't want to talk right now." Her voice croaks, broken and rough to my ears. My body aches, exhausted and pained, but I endure it for her equally as broken body. 

"Okay." I whisper, sliding down to the floor and getting comfortable against the solid wood, or as comfortable as one can get against a door. "Okay. How about I do the talking baby?" I murmur, wishing I was doing anything but comforting the woman I loved most through the wall she put between us, wishing I was holding her close instead. 

"I don't know exactly what's running through your mind right now, but know that whatever it is, we will all love you regardless. I will love you regardless." I start, knowing that she's probably slumped on the other side of this locked door, a mess of dark brown hair and eyes frozen over with unshed tears. "Nothing in this world could separate me from you, not even yourself Andy." I wait for her to say something, make a noise, even move as in indication she's listening. Nothing. 

I sigh and close my eyes letting my head fall against the wall. "I'm not an immortal anymore, it will be the end of us. Of me and you." She whispers, unsteady voice. I want nothing more than to break down the door and to kiss away her worries, but I keep my distance. I allow her this separation for a few more moments, even if it feels like we've been apart for eternity. Because as soon as I had her, I never wanted to be away from her. 

"I didn't fall for you because you were immortal, I fell for you because I thought you were the most considerate person I'd ever met." I sigh, hoping her ear is pressed right up against the door listening to my every word, "I still believe you're the kindest and most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life. And I've been alive a long time."

"But it's different now." She sniffles. 

"If I wanted someone else I would have pursued them already Andy." I confirm, "I could have fallen for a renaissance painter, a poet, a novelist. But I didn't because I had eyes only for you." I move to my knees. The lock on the door clicks and I push the door open. I walk straight to her, hidden behind the door and take her into my arms, closing the thing behind me. We collapse against the sturdy wood, together this time. 

Her body rests in my lap, straddling me as I look into her arctic eyes. They are puffy and red, flooded with unnecessary tears. I kiss her forehead, "Speak to me baby." 

"I'm scared. I don't want to leave you in this world." She starts to cry, "Because that's what this will mean. You'll live without me." My heart shatters in to pieces amongst the flesh and bones encaging it. 

I kiss her eyelids. "You are brave." I kiss her cheek. "You are beautiful." Her jaw. "You're not alone." Her nose. "I love you and only you." Her lips, god, her lips. "I'll come with you, wherever you decide to go." I lift the long sleeved t-shirt, revealing the white bandage that covered the thing I had feared would happen to me alone. The thing I only discovered when the 'doctor',  sliced my arm to take a larger blood sample than necessary. "We're not going anywhere." I smile. 

Her eyes flood with relief and her mouth meets mine again. Her lips burn against mine, hungry and hot. Oh so hot. And I would never give them up for anyone else's. I push her slowly to the floor, settling myself between her legs, one hand on her waist and the other supporting the back of her neck. She pulls me closer to her body, arms wrapping around my waist. I kiss along her jaw and back up to her lips. 

"Forever right?" She whispers, pressing her body close to mine. I kiss her.

"Forever." 

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A/N : might end this oneshots book at 50 parts so I can focus on my other projects. Also might consider making a Natasha Romanoff oneshot book. Not sure yet but this is the pre warning :)

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