𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐒, kimi antonelli.

diciotto *.• easy to love

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august 1st 2024

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IT HAD BEEN A FEW DAYS SINCE ARABELLA AND KIMI HAD GOTTEN TOGETHER OFFICIALLY, and life really couldn't be better for the couple.

they shared an amazing friend group of twelve ( who didn't all secretly hate each other ), who were all couples as well. no one was excluded and everybody had their person. it seemed too good to be true.

and it was. bella knew the hard truth. in sixteen days, kimi, ollie, paul, dino and elvira would be leaving. the four boys would have to go back to italy, their school year starting earlier then bella's. elvira would go back to sweden, where her parents were waiting for her.

the thought lingered in her mind, knowing she'd have to say goodbye to her now-boyfriend soon. the maldives wouldn't be the same that last week, she was sure of that.

arabella was currently at the beach, just her and kimi this time. she wanted to spend as much time as she could with everyone, but specifically him. she didn't know how she would return to her normal life when she got back home.

"what's on your mind, dolcezza?" kimi's accented voice broke her from her spiraling train of thoughts. "nothing really, just about home." it wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the full truth either.

the boy next to her raised his brow, looking at her, "homesick?" he questioned, making bella shake her head immediately. "no... it— it's stupid really." she struggled to find the words to tell him, without making the beautiful day all depressing.

"if it bothers you, it's not stupid." he stated firmly, sitting up. he sat criss-cross, waiting for her to also get up. bella, knowing what the boy wanted, sat up as well. "talk to me." he encouraged, making the spanish girl smile faintly.

"i don't wanna make this all depressing with my stupid little personal feelings." she said, trying to laugh it off. kimi didn't seem to find it amusing though. he put his hand on one of her bare legs, "it's not stupid, bellie. tell me what's going on." he encouraged once more.

arabella sighed, giving in to his soothing manner. "it's dumb, we've talked about this before but like... i guess i'm just scared of when you guys go back to italy. i know it won't be the same, especially for the week that we're still here." she ranted for a bit, the boy in front of her listening intently.

he stayed quiet for a few seconds, collecting his thoughts. "i won't lie to you and say it's gonna be easy, because it's not. but i do love you, and i want to at least try. if it really doesn't work out, we'll deal with that if we get to it." kimi spoke in a reassuring way, his hand on her leg moving to hold one of her hands in his own.

it was clear that kimi's love languages were physical touch and words of affermation, which arabella really loved about him. it made her feel loved, and she appreciated it greatly.

the sweet comforting gesture made her tear up, "i know, i love you too and i want to try too but i'm just a little scared of the distance. we're not used to being apart." arabella reasoned, her voice getting shakier with every word.

the first tear ran down her cheek and kimi's free hand was raised, wiping it for her. "don't cry, bellie. distance makes the heart grow fonder, right?" he smiled at her, keeping his hand cupping her cheek.