RAURA/AUSLLY SMUT

I Love you Because...

AN:// THIS IS NOT MINE 🌹
I LOVE THIS ONE SHOT SO MUCH ITS ADORABLE 😍
CREDS TO WRITER 💖
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"Ally, c'mon! We said we would meet Trish and Dez at the beach at four, and that's in ten minutes. I thought you said you were ready five minutes ago," Austin called, waiting with one hand on the front door. The blond was decked out in swim trunks and a blue tee shirt, sunglasses resting on his nose.

Suddenly, Ally came around the corner, a frown on her pouty lips. "My toes look terrible," Ally groaned, grabbing the red nail polish off the kitchen table and sitting down, right there on the floor.

"So?" Austin asked, walking away from the door and past her into the living room, which opened out into the kitchen. He sat himself on top of the back of the couch, and removed the sunglasses.

"So, I can't wear flip flops to the beach if my toes are ugly," Ally said, shaping her toenails precisely with a nail file. Austin laughed and she looked up at him. "What?" she asked, moving to her next foot.

"Al, I've watched you leave the house to go to the supermarket with me in sweatpants and your hair in a bun on the top of your head. You told me you don't care what people thought about the way you looked then. What's changed about now?" he asked, looking down at his girlfriend worriedly. Ally wasn't one to live up to society's expectations. She did the things she felt in her heart were right to do, and he loved her for that.

"Yeah, but this is different!" Ally said, uncapping the red polish and avoiding his gaze. He noticed a faint blush touch her cheeks, and his frown turned into a smile. Now he was just curious.

"Ally?" he sing-songed out, coming to sit next to her on the floor. But she just kept avoiding his eyes. "C'mon Al, tell me!" At that, she sighed deeply, and looked up at him. She rolled her eyes, her blush deepening.

"Okay, but it's really dumb."

"No judgements, I swear!" Austin said, scooting closer. Ally looked back down, starting to paint the toes on her second foot. The colour was a deep shade of red, Austin's favourite on the brunette.

"I don't really care about designer labels, or if my hair is looking particularly good at any given time. But I care about my toes. They are small and delicate, and I like them to look nice. I don't know why," Ally mumbled, stretching her legs out to admire her work. As she turned to Austin, ready for ridicule and laughter, she was surprised to see just an amused smile on his face. "What?" she asked, twisting the cap closed.

Austin got up and walked back over to the couch, but when he turned around, the same smile was on his face. "What?" Ally asked again, standing up and walking over to him. When she was standing in front of him, he grabbed her gently by the waist and pulled her closer.

"You, Ally, you are weird. But you are adorable. And that weirdness is why I love you," Austin said before kissing her. His hands came up to cup her face, and the kiss quickly turned from chaste to passionate.

"Wait, wait!" Ally giggled, backing up out of Austin's reach. "You love me because you find me weird?" She was smiling, but her eyes were quizzical.

"Of course!" Austin said, reaching out for her again, but she took another step out of his reach. He sighed, rubbing a hand down his face. "There's these things you do- chewing your hair, your inability to dance, your disgust at yogurt-"

"Gag. It's so gross!" she cut in, but he shook his head, laughing, and continued.

"-your complete ignorance of any of the Lord of the Rings movies, and now your dedication to your toenails. These things are strange, but they make you, you. And I love you because you are you. Does that make any sense?" Austin looked over at her, at little abashed.