Late nights spent by Esme Panchek's side were simply the biggest blessing in the whole entire world, it made all the stress that Juliette put herself through worth it, because the world felt like it was just them. Nothing more.
The comfortable silence was something that Juliette never wanted to go away... Not... Well, she wanted to talk, but she didn't want anyone to interrupt their moment together, she wanted to spend eternity in this bed beside Esme.
She looked up at them, grinning as she pressed a kiss to their upper chest. My lover. My handsome girl. Mine.
"This is nice... I like just getting to lay with you." Juliette breathed, wrapping her arm around Esme's abdomen as she tucked her head against their chest, taking comfort in the steady beating of their heart.
She heard their chuckle deep in their chest as they ran their fingers through her hair, pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head.
God, I fucking love you so much.
"Me too, it's really comforting." Esme pressed another kiss to the top of her head, making her heart feel like it was swelling in her chest. You. You are the love of my fucking life, how did I get so goddamn lucky? "You're really comforting." They murmured, a grin spreading across her face that she was sure rivaled the fucking sun in brightness at that compliment.
She loved the idea of being comforting.
"Yeah?" She asked, looking them in the face, practically feeling winded at the look on their face, so soft that Juliette could hardly even believe that it was fucking real.
That they were real.
"Mhm." Holy fuck, you're amazing.
"Thank you, baby... That means a lot." She said, pressing a lingering kiss to their lips as they grinned against hers, making it feel like she could taste their joy - that was such an addictive feeling, one that she couldn't figure out how to explain even if she tried... It was just so beautifully unique.
"Figured it would." What a statement to end such a sweet kiss on, huh? God, they were just so fucking sweet.
"Mmmm..." She murmured, tucking back in against them again, holding them as close as possible... She wanted to crawl into their skin if she could, she wanted to live in it - she didn't like that they did not simply exist within each other...
I need to be in your skin... I need to consume you... You have to live in my ribcage babe, you don't understand.
"Hey, are you willing to go get me some water from the kitchen?" Esme asked, making Juliette grin as she nodded.
That was never something that she would mind, she liked being able to take care of Esme in the same way that they took care of her, it was possibly one of her favorite things about being in love. Loving them was just so easy.
"Sure." She pulled one of their old, oversized shirts over her head, flipping her hair out of the collar as she turned back to look at them, seeing them practically drinking her in... God, there was nothing that could top the feeling of Esme Panchek simply desiring her. "Do you need anything else while I'm up?" She asked, seeing Esme's face fall then as they went to sit up.
What? Why? You asked me to do it, I have no problem doing it.
"Sorry, I can do it-." They started before Juliette shook her head, walking around the bed to ease them back into the spot, holding their hands for a moment longer as she sat down on the edge of it, pressing kisses to the back of their hands.
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Borrowed Time
RomanceJuliette Smith is aware that everything she does is on borrowed time. Her popularity, her relationship with her father, with her friends... all of it is on borrowed time. Her existence as she knows it is so fragile. With the revelation of one secre...
