Mine (Part III) - Nolou/Uglydolls Fanfic

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"Lou? Lou?"

I shook him gently while he groaned and rolled over to face me.

"Lou? It's an emergency."

His eyes finally opened. He sat up and blinked profusely, in an attempt to wake himself up. 

Lou: "It better not be another cat video. It's 2am."

He yawned and looked over at me. The blanket sank low enough for his entire torso to be exposed. His shoulder had a red staining on it.

Lou: "What is it, love? You okay?"

"It's just.. um.. What if we're brothers?"

Even though the question seemed to wake him up, his eyes got smaller as he squinted at me. 

Lou: "Dafuq?"

"Well, I was thinking and.. we're both prototypes. With similar DNA. That's the only reason we could share a heart, right? So, like...?"

He looked at me like I was crazy. Until a small smile appeared.

Lou: "We're not. There's no way."

"How do you know?"

He raised an eyebrow at me. But I didn't get what that was supposed to mean.

He sighed and laid onto his back. His wrist began flicking to me and back to him.

Lou: "Brunette. Blonde... Canadian Italian, German...Short, tall..."

"I'm not short-"

Lou: "Green eyes, blue eyes... Adorable beyond all comprehension, hottest man alive."

I laughed a bit.

"I'm pretty sure that's David Beckham or something."

Lou: "Nah, it's me. I'm the hottest."

"Ego~"

He sat up again with a smile.

Lou: "My point is that there's no way we're related okay..? Don't worry about that."

"Hm..."

He kissed my forehead and held my face.

Lou: "Wait, you haven't been up this entire time, have you?"

"Uh..."

Lou: "That's not healthy, my love. You know that."

"I know, but... I couldn't sleep.."

I took his hand off my face and held it in my lap. Our fingers intertwined and fidgeted with one another for a minute. 

Lou: "Are you hurting? Is that why you're awake?"

Our eyes met and I could tell he was getting nervous.

Lou: "I was sure we used enough lube. Shit, I was afraid you'd still be hurting afterwards-"

I kissed his cheek gently. He looked back at me with a little blush. It made my heart flutter.

"I'm okay, Lou Bear. Don't worry. I'm not hurting. You were so careful with me, how could I be in pain?"

He smiled. 

Lou: "Well, thank goodness."

I laid on his chest. And slowly, he cuddled me until we were comfortably next to one another.

"I love you, Lou."

"I love you, Nolan."

He held me tightly in his arms, yet my brain kept racing. Courtesy of my insomnia.

As he slowly fell back into sleep, I could visualize a future with him. Not tomorrow or even next week but the far future. When we'd have grey hair and back pain. He'd probably be one of those old grumpy guys who complain about the latest generation. And once my children were grown, I could focus on growing the prettiest garden in town. Or maybe I'd take up knitting. Lou and I would spend our evening on the porch reminiscing or talking shi about some celebrity. The thought made me smile. 

 I believed in my heart that he was the right one for me. 

Definitely worth proposing to.