L.M.J.: Relationships

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sad me calls for weird sad shit so here you go

based off a tumblr prompt: "I just wanted to get it right this time, you know? I screw up, all the time, and I thought...I don't know. I thought this would be different."
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Your P.O.V.

The moonlight shone dimly through the half-closed curtains, a chill shooting up my spine at the lack of blankets; Lauren had rolled them all beneath her own body, yet somehow still curled into me.

I knew it was early in the morning and shouldn't be awake, but I couldn't help it. My mind was running crazy, in circles, for the past few days.

I'd never been one for social interaction. My trust in people had plummeted through the floor at a young age, and as I got older, it got worse.

Trust was so rare in my life that I no longer believed it existed.

Granted, I had a few friendships that lasted a while, but shit happens, people move on. They lose touch, fall out of their rhythm, say something stupid and wrong but things never get resolved.

Either way, they're a fucking mess.

Sighing, I wrapped an arm around Lauren's sleeping form, pulling her closer. The Cuban mumbled incoherently, snuggling her chilly nose into the crook of my neck. I frowned, feeling my throat choke up a bit.

"I just wanted to get it right this time, you know?" Even though she was asleep, I decided to speak the words I couldn't when she was awake. "I screw up, all the time, and I thought...I don't know." I puffed out air, smiling sadly down at the love of my life. "I thought this would be diff-"

Lauren suddenly adjusted her position, throwing an arm over my torso, fingers digging into my back. "This is different, Y/N. You know that. I know that." She spoke tiredly, kissing the exposed skin beneath my jaw.

"I know...but-"

Shaking her head, the girl sat up completely, moving to straddle my hips. The warmth of her bare skin made me sigh, feeling her hands cup my cheeks.

"No buts. Listen to me, okay? All the shitty relationships you've had, they don't matter anymore. I get that they still affect you, and I'm right here to help you through that. Every single step of the way."

With a gentle kiss on my forehead, Lauren continued speaking. "No matter what stupid shit you might say, or do, like shut me out for fucking hours, even days on end, I don't care. Baby, I'm not going anywhere. I fucking love you. You're my soulmate. I'm not letting you go; waiting on you for 20 years was long enough."

Softly enveloping my lips with her own, Lauren wiped the tears I didn't know had fallen, hugging me as tightly as she could.

"I love you with everything I am, Y/N. Please don't ever forget that."

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idk i'm a fucking wreck rn

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