smxt one shots !!!

IN LOVE

I had never felt such intense feelings for a person before Miguel. I never let the relationship get to that point. But with Miguel, it happened so fast and that scared me. I was never good at communicating my emotions and Miguel was the opposite. He frequently showered me with compliments and affection and though I loved it, I always felt like I was never fully able to reciprocate.

Knowing that I couldn't let myself tell him how I truly felt about him drove me insane. He deserved better. So I began to distance myself. Self sabotaging again but I knew if I went through with it this time, it would really hurt.

'Babe I think we should talk.' My phone lit up with a message from Miguel. I couldn't respond right away since I was trying to take space away from him. 'Can you come to mine at 7?' Another text popped up before I even considered answering the last.

I was scared he was gonna end things with me because of the way I was acting. Deep down I knew he just wanted to talk. He'd never make a rash decision like that.

Seven rolled around and I was still at my apartment. I hadn't responded to his messages and I had been crying a little. I decided I'd just turn up at his house and see what he wanted to say. The worst-case scenario was us breaking up and my world ending.

"Luisa, baby are you okay?" He asked when he opened the door and hugged me immediately. My eyes were still puffy from the crying but hearing him call me baby calmed my nerves. We hadn't seen each other in a week. It was the longest we had gone without seeing each other.

"I'm fine," I spoke quietly and eased up in his arms. I couldn't believe that I was considering throwing this away. His caring nature was something I adored.

"Let's go to the living room," he spoke and pulled away. We walked to his sofa and sat down. "Do you want something to drink babe?" He asked. I shook my head and he sat beside me. He watched me closely, it was like he was searching for words in his brain. "What's going on with you lately babe?" He asked when he finally found the words. "You know you can tell me anything, right?" He asked which made me fight my tears. He held my hand and looked at me with only sincerity in his eyes.

"Nothing I'm just- just tired I guess," I lied and looked away. I couldn't bear it.

"I always tell you to sleep earlier, but seriously, what's going on, Chiquita?" He asked again. "Why have you been so... distant?" When he said those words I began to cry again. He pulled me in for a hug and held me as I cried.

"I'm scared," I whispered. He kissed my head and hummed softly, questioning me.

"What do you mean baby?"

"It's the reason I've been acting off, Miguel," I told him and he pulled away to look at me. "I'm scared," I repeated and squeezed his hand.

"What's scaring you, baby?" He asked as he wiped my tears from my face. "Dime, babe," he gently urged. The longer I stayed silent the harder it became to tell him. I searched for the right words as he patiently waited for me to answer.

"I've never felt this way for anyone. You take care of me and you treat me amazingly and it frustrates me that I can't tell you how much I appreciate you." I told him and I saw him smile softly. "I love you." I continued and his eyes widened. I didn't really notice it though. "That's something I've wanted to tell you for what feels like forever now but I didn't know how to tell you. And I thought telling you would scare you off." I confessed.

"I love you too, Chiquita," he said softly and I felt calm. "Nothing you do could scare me off. I care about you too much to let you go, just promise me you won't shut me out next time," he whispered and kissed my forehead.

"You love me?" I asked and looked up at him all teary-eyed.

"Yes I love you, now promise me," he nagged and I smiled even harder.