Mialotte ❤️‍🩹

So Hold Me Tight, Say No Words

A/N - i have had horrific writer's block for the past couple of days but i really wanted to get something out and i suddenly got this idea whilst listening to emma blackery's song forever (and don't worry, part 2 is coming soon)

Mia's POV

I stare at the table layout, begging, praying, and hoping it will be good enough for Char. The smell coming from the oven filled the room, calming me slightly. I check it, figuring it will be ready by the time the brunette gets home. My phone dings and a message from her shows up on my phone, telling me she's on her way home. I take this as a sign to light the candles and start dishing up dinner. My mind goes hazy with anxiety as I await her arrival. I sit at one side of the table, aimlessly scrolling through my phone.

Suddenly, the door opens, bags are put down and Charlotte walks into the dimly lit room. God, she looks beautiful in this light. "Hello sweetheart," I greet her, watching her face light up as she sees what's happening. "Oh my god, Mia, how did you know I love candle-lit dinners?" she seems genuinely confused. "I just know you," I smirk, standing up and pulling out of her seat. I gesture for her to sit down and when she does I tuck her chair in. "I have a surprise for after dinner too," I tell her, withholding any extra details, leaving her mind wandering. Before eating she looks into my eyes longingly, "I love you, Mia."

Char's POV

I can't get over this surprise from Mia. I'm still convinced that this woman is just a dream, and that at some point I'm going to wake up and feel terrible. I don't know how she reads me so well, she somehow knew that candle-lit dinners are my favourite. I feel myself falling more and more in love with her.

After dinner we sat cuddled together on the sofa, I thanked the redhead endlessly. "Go get changed, I'm gonna take you out, but keep it casual," I hear her instruct me. She follows me upstairs and picks out some clothes for herself. Before I pick out my own, I analyse what she's chosen to wear, and looking at the vest top and shorts, I opt for a short red flowy dress for myself. I watch Mia's eyes run up and down my body as I change. I feel her gaze follow my every move as my cheeks flush pinker and pinker. Once I finally recompose myself and am fully clothed again, I turn to the redhead and come closer to her, whispering in her ear, "Mia, what have I said about staring at me when I'm getting dressed." "Sweetheart, I don't know what you mean," she utters in the most sultry voice imaginable. My only reaction is to roll my eyes and pull her further towards me. My eyes are locked in hers and I bring my lips to hers. After a minute, try to deepen the kiss but Mia pulls away, "Come on, let's go," she says holding her hand out to me.

She grabs her car keys, a blanket and both of our bags. She opens the front door, letting me out first and locking it behind herself. She doesn't unlock the car until she's stood right next to the passenger door, opening it for me. She gives me a quick peck on the forehead before shutting my door and putting our stuff in the boot.

Mia's POV

I get in the car, plug in my phone and give it to Char. She instantly puts our playlist on as I pull out of her driveway. Her face is painted with confusion but also excitement. I see her eagerly watching me, patiently waiting for me to give her any clues as to where we are going. "Not long now, sweetheart," I say to her when we are about five minutes away.

We pull into a car park next to the beach. Char looks at me excitedly when she realises where we are. "Oh my god, Mia! You took me to a beach?" the brunette smiles at me. I fight back my sarcastic response, instead going for just hugging her. We get our things out of the car and walk towards the sand. My hand is enclosed in hers as we walk, I can tell she's determined to never let go of me. I give her gentle squeezes as we walk along the coast. "So, have you enjoyed today?" I ask her, still walking but slowing down slightly. Char stops, lets go of my hands and cups them around my face, "Every second, Mia," she whispers before kissing me.

We lay out the blanket on the sand, before we settle ourselves on top of it. Char sits in between my legs, leaning back onto me. My arms snake around her, holding her close. The infectious smell of the salt in the sea filled my nose. This is truly the best way to end a night. I lean down to Char, watching her turn her head to me. "I love you," I utter before I softly place my lips on hers. The brunette sits up, and turns towards me, making the kiss easier for us both. I soon separate from her, needing to breathe, but I still stay close to her. I stare into her eyes, seeing all the beauty in the world held in them. "Mia?" she purred. I hum in response, still admiring the beauty in front of me. "I love you too," Char expressed in a whisper.

Before I know it, our lips are connected again, even more feverishly this time. I bite her bottom lip, asking for entry, to which she gives me. Her lips taste sweet, like apple juice and peach. I just wanted to melt into her. The kiss hastens, anyone could sense the tension between us from a mile away. I try to move one hand to Char's waist to pull her even closer to me, and the other to her thigh. She stops my second hand, "Amelia Roberts, we are on a public beach," she warns me. "I've never been good at doing what I'm told," I whisper against her lips, before holding her closer to me. Char lets go of my hand and eventually allows me to rest it on her thigh, and with this, I trace little circles with my nails...