You and Aaron have been only dating for a year. He doesn't get that much recognition, and you hate that he knows it. One day, it got out of hand, and a couple of girls started sending him hate. He sat in his living room with the heels of his hands pressed into his eyes. You decide to speak up. "Baby, this is not helping," you say sympathetically. You squeeze into the chair next to him and rub his back.
He turns to you and kisses you on the cheek. "I know. It just seems to be getting worse," he says looking you right in the eye.
"Aaron, there's always going to be hate, but you can't let them get you like this," you say.
"You know, y'n, I knew there was something about you." He says.
"What's that?" You ask, the corners of your mouth forming a small smirk.
"You give me something I needed," he says thoughtfully. "I needed it way before I knew you, but I just figured out what it was I needed. You give me..." He pauses "hope."
He sighs. Your face is heating up, and there's nothing you can do to stop it. He holds your face with his cold hands and once you've sat there like that for a while, you pull away, and hug him, burying your face in his sweatshirt he's wearing. You tuck your legs under yourself and he does the same and you cuddle until you fall asleep.
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Running on pure love adrenaline!!! This was for the Aaron lovers out there. There are people that love you Aaron!!
