𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐋

𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐭𝐰𝐨, 𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒍

Caleb

  "Aren't your parents kinda... homophobic?" I question, my hand circulating awkwardly at him.

"Yea, but... I won't tell them we're... together?" He says 'together' in a questionable way, like he wasn't sure. I wasn't just gonna forgive him for these past few weeks, he still was an asshole that made me feel like shit.

But...

He was getting his shit together, and that's what counted. Hmm, mostly.

"Won't it be awkward for us to just... show up randomly. Your parents don't even know us." Milo states, still countering Damien's idea of us going with him.

"Just come, you can... I don't know, stay in the car. I just want you guys to come with me, I... miss you."
My face reddened, the way he said it made my heart hammer against my chest. It was full of desperation, longing, and love. He meant it. He really did miss us.

And I missed him too

"Me too." I say, smiling wide as a banana smile.

"Hmm, and who's fault is that?" Milo raised a brow, not fazed by Damien's sweet talking. Damien slightly frowned before rolling his eyes, grabbing Milo by the hand and dragging him out. Chuckling at the two, I follow closely behind them.

Damien somehow, gently but harshing shoved Milo in the driver's seat of the car, shutting it and locking it. Fully aware that Milo could easily unlock it and leave, but he didn't, he just simply huffed and popped his keys in his ignition. I hopped in the back, seeing th Damien was already walking to the other side of the car.

"I hate you." Milo muttered with a small smile.

"I love you too." Damien said as he sat in the passenger seat, shutting the door.

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    "Just sit in the car, ok? I'll be out soon." Damien warned, quickly kissing us both on our forehead before getting out of the car and walking into the hospital.

"That was unexpected." I say with a tint of blush covering my cheeks.

"You don't blush like that when I kiss you." He turns around in the driver seat, his eyes slightly narrowed at me.

"Well, last I checked I've kissed you several times within these past few weeks." I say with a small laugh at his jealousy.

"So my kisses aren't special?" His brow raised as his hand made his way to my chin and pulled me forward to him, expecting him to kiss me I closed my eyes, but a finger was pressed to my lips. I opened my eyes, cheesed that his lips hadn't touched me yet.

"Depending, how special can you make them feel."
I smirked at him, I heard the car lock before he crawled over the seat and sat in my lap.

"I can make them feel so special on your skin."

My hands sat on his hips, gently drawing circles along his skin with my thumb. "Then make me feel so special my love." I say again his lips, mine still not touching him.

He traced a heart on my neck, "Hmm, no. Teasing you is fun though." He smirked.

"I hate you." I huffed with an eye roll.

"I love you too." He pecks my lips, turning around in my lap, his back laying against me as he takes his phone out. My arm wraps around his waist, and my head rests  on his shoulder.