Aris Jones X Reader One Shots

Freckles

The Safe Haven is nice. It has stability, safety, and the opportunity to be be, well, safe. It also had really pretty night skys. The stars always shone so bright out here.

Still, that's not what I was focused on right now. I was focused on who I was seeing them with. Because it's the people that make a home what it is, and Aris is mine.

"Twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen,"I quietly counted. He looked down and wore a half smile.

"Do you really think that you're going to be able to count all the stars in the sky?"He asked, with that same amused grin that I adored so much.

"I'm not counting the stars,"I sighed.

"Then, what are you counting?"He asked, still gazing at me. I also stared right back, because he's the best thing to look at. The only thing worth admiring, worth giving all of my attention to, is him.

"You have freckles,"I explained.

"Yes. And?"He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You have freckles, and I want to see how many,"I clarified.

"Y/N, you're not going to be able to count my freckles."

"Yes I can. If I focus enough,"I argued.

"You aren't going to be able to just stare at me long enough for that."

"Sure I can. I can focus on you for the end of time,"I shrugged.

"Oh, my sweet angel,"He sighed, kissing my forehead. Despite how often he did so I still felt my face heat up. I couldn't help it. He's just so, well, he makes my heart beat faster. He makes me smile without realizing. All he had to was be around me, and the world was incredible. All because of him.

"I love you,"He whispered, pushing a strand of hair out of my face.

"I know,"I grinned.

"And?"He asked, gesturing for me to say it back. I pretended to be oblivious to it. "Y/N-"
"What? Did I do something?"I asked innocently.

"That's just mean,"He complained.

"No. I'm your sweet angel. Remember?"

"Nope. I never said that,"He denied.

"Mhm. Whatever you say,"I drew out. He just rolled his eyes, but he was still wearing a small smile.

"I love you too, Aris. I love you with all my heart,"I swore, making an x across my chest. Because I needed him to smile wider.

And he did.