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James Cook #11

•This is for @justbreathe416 , hope you like it! :D Idk if I should give a warning on this one, it involves mention to death of a relative, alcoholism..

Btw i need some inspiration, i have zero ideas :(

You and Cook were always together. I really mean, always. Since the day you were born, as your mothers were some kind of friends, they were both art lovers.

You would say that your early years were really good. Your mother was there for you, and your father too. And Cook was always there too, being a true friend. 

But that couldn't last forever. Your family found out that your mother was suffering from a peculiar desease, the doctor couldn't find out what it was exactly. It was tragic. Your family tried to stay together through this, but failed. Cook was always there for you though, even when your mothers didn't talk anymore. You couldn't have survived without his support. 

Almost a year after that, your mother died. It damaged both you, and your father who found a bad way to deal with this, alcohol. And of course, it wasn't easy for you to deal with all that, you couldn't even find something that would somehow make you not feel bad, except Cook. He made sure he was always there for you, when you were feeling bad and even though you pushed him away, he was always there.

During that time, you discovered you had feelings for him, but you were sure it wasn't mutual. You thought he was seeing you more like his sister, than a possible girlfriend. 

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(few years later)

''I hope you like this place'' Cook tells you, when he is leading you to a small bar he told you he discovered. It was Saturday, and it was some sort of a tradition to go out every Saturday for you two. You get in, and it was really good. You liked the atmosphere and all that. ''It does seem great'' you say and you both laugh. 

''Can I ask you something, I'm a little curious..'' Cook says, after some time. ''Sure'' you say, but you are a little nervous, you were always nervous with these kind of questions. ''Has the thought of us being together, like, dating together, ever crossed your mind?'' he says. You felt like your heart was going so fast at that moment. ''Should it?'' you say, avoiding answering the question, in fear. ''I'm just saying cause..look, weren't we always together? What if, we're really meant to get together and stuff,  I've been thinking of it a lot and I think I can say that..I love you more than a friend, and I just wished you felt the same..'' Cook tells you, and you're a little unsure. ''You're just pranking me, Cook, I know it, stop trying'' you say, a little playfully, so you don't seem annoyed. ''You really think I would joke about something like this?'' he tells you. ''Isn't it a little impossible that you would be having these sort of feelings for me?'' you say. He gets up, comes to you and holds your face. He suddenly kisses you, and you kiss back even though you're shocked. ''Does that answer your question?'' he tells you. ''Perhaps'' you answer and giggle. You kiss again, and you were now glad he was there, now as your boyfriend, and you were sure you were going to get through everything, your father, his parents, everything.