Crazy In Love | Buggy

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[ content warning: contains mild smut ]

It seemed as if our little night out had invigorated Buggy. He did not want to stay in the hotel room for more than an hour at a time. We would have sex, he would shower and get dressed, then he would be off to explore.

The island, it seemed, had more in it than either of us had originally guessed. There were some pretty good bars, he told me. They had dance clubs, hot springs, and beautiful beaches.

Our stay on the island was highlighting the differences between me and Buggy. I was tired of adventure and constant things happening, he couldn't get enough of it.

I loved him so much but it seemed to me like we were so fundamentally different. For him, I would be willing to live his life. I would stay on the sea with him, go on adventures, as long as I was with him.

How long could I keep us on this island, I wondered? Before long, we would be back at sea. The thought made me slightly nauseous. Then, there was the treasure. God knows how much longer we had until we would find it.

I was in bed, snuggled up to Buggy. He was warm, he always was, and he smelled of sweat and earth. Where had he been today?

"You should see just how deep the trees go. You can walk for hours, and it feels as if you haven't made progress at all."

I smiled at him. "Is there anything interesting in them?"

"They're inherently interesting. But I am running out of areas to explore."

It felt like my stomach sank at hearing that. The trees were endless, but it seemed as if he had found the end. He was too good of an explorer.

"Well, you could always show me around a little more. There's so much that I haven't seen here."

His lips were on mine for a second. It was a reassuring kiss. I looked into his eyes, they were so bright and expressive. His face was clear of any make-up. He trusted me to see him like that, which I was grateful for.

"I think you'd hate it," he admitted, pulling my body closer to his. "I think you'd like the bars much more."

That was true. Out of the entire island, the parts I liked the most was the town parts, the parts with people and music. I had already been to a bar or two with him, a restaurant too, although it wasn't anything fancy.

I felt Buggy's fingers trace my jawline, softly, and slowly. His every touch was electrifying for me. I was melting against his touch.

"I actually wanted to take you out today."

I raised an eyebrow. "Really? Out where?"

"Shopping."

I was a little bit confused. But shopping didn't sound like a terrible idea. I lacked clothes quite badly, half of the time I just stole his.

"They have good shops here?"

That was a part of town that I hadn't explored yet.

"They do. I was thinking it would be smart to get new clothes now, before we leave."

My throat tightened. Were we leaving soon? I wondered. I knew it was coming sooner rather than later but the way that he had said that implied it was coming much sooner than I had expected.

"That sounds like a good idea," I agreed. I didn't want to voice my fears. They weren't fair on him. We had already spent a few weeks here. "Are you getting new clothes too?"

He smiled. "I think I should. A lot of mine have been stolen."

Now, it had been me who was smiling. I was currently in one of his buttoned up t-shirts. His clothes were comfortable, I imagined I would still be stealing them even with more of my own.