#1 ice cream emergency

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It was crazy how he had just changed your world the second he entered it. He just had this thing about him that always made everyone around him happy, including you. He was your best friend and you felt lucky because of that every single day.
That was all you could think of while you were laying on your bed, sobbing. If only there was a way to have someone like him be your boyfriend.... not someone like the douche that had just, once again, shattered your heart. You were mad and hurt, however not at Mr. Douche, but at yourself. You kept wondering how you allowed him to keep hurting you, even though the two of you had broken up months ago. It only took a single word from him to leave you broken. Hidden under your blankets, hiding from the rest of the world.

Minutes seemed like hours in your tiny little save haven.... untill the doorbell rang. You got up, wiped away some stray tears and made your way to the front door. You looked through the peeping hole. Damien stood there, in the rain, holding a giant tub of your favorite ice cream. I swear that man had like a sixth sence when it came to this. It was like he could feel it when you needed him. You opened the door and let him in. It only took one look at your tear stained face for him to drop the ice cream and engulf you into a big hug.
You started crying again.
"Y/N? What's wrong?" His eyes scanned my face, looking for a response.
"It's just..." You sniffeled, "Jared The Douche texted me again.... He told me I was a"
Damien put a finger on my mouth to shush me. You looked at him with big, teary eyes.
"I don't wanna hear it. Whatever he said, it's a load of bull. He's a horrible person and he's not worth crying over! You deserve so much better! Someone who truly appreciates just how amazing you are! Now shall we devour this tub of ice cream and watch sappy love stories untill we fall asleep?"
You sniffled once more.
" I would like that yes."

That evening the two of you did exactly that. You ate all the ice cream and watched all the romcoms you could handle. The last thing you remembered before falling asleep on Damiens lap is that there was no one you would rather have with you than him.

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