Wish I wasn't so shy

Such A Perfect Day

"What?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My whole body went into shock and my hands were shaking.

"I'm sorry Maya." My mother tried to keep it together. "I'll call you tomorrow, I think it's best if you come home for a little." I didn't have the willpower to open my mouth, just to drop to my knees and hang the phone up. Julian immediately ran to my side.

"What happend?" He asked. I didn't respond. He had to ask me a second time. I swallowed, preparing to say the worst three words I could ever say.
"My brother's dead." That's when I started crying...and crying...and crying.

Julian held me the whole time, stroking my hair and kissing my forehead. And I held tightly around his waist as if he was going to leave if I let go.

"Don't worry Maya, I'll be here", he said softly, "How...how did it happend?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "I couldn't even register what my mom had said, I didn't even think about asking her and she didn't say." My voice broke as I talked.

"I'm so sorry." It almost sounded like Julian himself had known my brother, for he was also affected by the news. In a sense, it was almost like he did know him from the countless hours I would spend telling him stories about our childhood. I knew even if Julian never met him, he respected him.

"I wish I would have gotten the chance to meet him." It was like Julian knew what I was thinking.
"He would have liked you", I forced a smile. He smiled back sympathetically. Julian lifted me up and carried me to my bedroom, where more crying took place. He would kiss my tears away, but there wasn't enough to get rid of all of them.

"You wanna take a bath?" He asked suddenly. I sniffled, nodding my head yes. He got up and ran a bath while I waiting lying in bed. He came back shortly, helping me up.

I looked at the water, dozing off until I felt the hem of my shirt being lifted up. Julian had his shirt off already. I let him take it off. He took off his pants; he took off my pants. He hugged me, bringing his hands up behind my back to take off my bra. Finally, he took his underwear off and mine.

We got in together. The water swooshed over the edge a bit as we did. Julian sat against the wall and I sat with my back against his bare chest. We were silent but it felt nice.

"That's when you know you've found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence." I whispered. Julian looked down at me quizzically.

"It's from Pulp Fiction. The part when Mia and Vincent are at that diner, it's my favourite part." I said monotonously.

"Oh yeah, I remember that part. And she says something like 'Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?'", he adds.

"Technically we're doing it right now." My lips twitch into a smirk. "Let's go under water together."
He smiled. "Okay."

I went to the other side of the tub, now facing Julian. I slouched until the water reached my chest and he did the same. We made eye contact. I counted down, "3...2...1!" We quickly ducked our heads under. I stayed under for about 5 second. Julian came out shortly after.

I giggled as we sat back up. Julian's hair was flat over his eyes. I pushed his hair out of his face as we both puffed for air. We were both smiling at each other. My finger tips and toes were becoming pruney so I decided to get out.

I found a towel and wrapped it around myself while Julian drained the water out and got a towel for himself. I went through my drawers for a shirt. The only tshirt I had that would have fit Julian was his shirt, which lost its scent.

"Here", I handed him his Camel shirt.
"I can't, this is your shirt." He declined.
"But it doesn't smell like you anymore and I like your smell. Just for tonight it's your shirt again, then I'm taking it back."
He grinned. "Deal?"
I held my hand for him to shake. "Deal." We shook on it.

I also had to give him his boxers as well. I found a Smiths shirt and a pair of underwear. Once we were dress, we cuddled back on my bed. The familiar lump formed in my throat but I didn't let it get the best of me.

Julian lightly kissed my right eyebrow. "You okay baby?" My hoarse voice mustered out a small 'yes' that was barely audible. His arms squeezed around me. I rubbed my nose against his chest.

Julian started to sing Perfect Day. I bit my lip to keep from tears forming. My brother and I would sing this song together.

Just a perfect day
Drink sangria in the park
And then later, when it gets dark
We go home

Just a perfect day
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later a movie, too
And then home

I silently sobbed. Julian couldn't see, his chin rested atop my head. But I couldn't keep my crying a secret. He heard me as I breathed in to catch my breath. He stopped singing almost immediatly.

"Aw Mi I'm sorry." He ran his thumb over my cheek to wipe way the tears. "No, it's not your fault. Every thing is going to make me cry and I'm sorry." I sobbed more.

"I don't care, I'm gonna help you", he promised. I fucking loved him.
"Jules, I fucking love you." He chuckled. "I fucking love you too."

AN: Ahhh emotional shit. The gif represents how suddenly the mood changes and yeah jules also looks really cute. Also I got a radical new phone, no more writing on that crappy iPhone 4!! Mooooooore to cooooooome