Ashton and Emilia had 31536000 seconds. Ashton and Emilia had 525600 minutes. Ashton and Emilia had 8760 hours. Ashton and Emilia had 365 days. But somehow their worlds came crashing down in about five seconds.
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DAY 365
You can always feel tears coming, there's a certain tightness in your chest as you attempt to hold back strangled sobs that leave your mouth in bursts. You can always feel your eyes squeezing shut as you attempt to hold back tears though they are already freely flowing down your face. You can always feel a certain gut wrenching feeling in your stomach but this was a different sort of sadness.
He stood in front of me, heavily breathing, his hair flopping over his face damp with sweat His large palms cupping my cheeks, bringing my lips closer to his, his breath fanning over my face. We're very close now, his forehead pressed agaist mine, noses brushing. I can feel his prescence encasing me as he closes the distance between us, pressing his lips against my own ones.
It was in the way he walked and the way he talked. It was in the way his hair got all matted in the summer, the way his eyse got so crinkled whenever he burst into spouts of laughter. It was in the way his arms protectively snaked around my waist, bringing my body closer to his when our entangled bodies were hidden under the covers. It was in the way his lips pressed against the spot just behind my ear, the way that his body would fall into a hushed whisper whenever it was dark, the way his body would curl into my own during the night. The way that his hands always seemed to find their way to me, the way his hair would tickle me whenever he would nuzzle his face into my neck. The idea of not loving him was unconceivable.
When his lips slowly began to leave mine, I reached up on my tiptoes, wrapping my arms around his neck with no hesitance, reluctant for us to part. It was almost painful kissing him, but I had to. It was like there was so other option, that participating in any other activity would surely be a waste of time.
"Hey," he began, muttering it against my lips before pulling back, placing his hands on my waist to steady me more than him, "Hey, stop that now."
He pulled back from me, placing a delicate kiss on my cheeks as I bit down on my lip. He tangled his hands in my hair, brushing it off of my face, a soft smile tracing his lips causing one to grow on mine.
"You need to go, beautiful," he whispered, lowering his forehead to mine, humming slightly, his arms wrapping round my waist and bringing me closer.
"Why do you always have to make sense?" I teased, drawing a laugh from both of us, "It's really infuriating actually, would it kill you to just be wrong every now and then?"
"I like making you flustered, it's cute."
"It's cute, hm?" My eyes flickered open only to be met with his cheeky ones, a smile on his lips as he quickly pressed a kiss to my forehead before nuzzling his face into my neck, blowing a raspberry into it causing me to squeal slightly, "Ash- That's really not fucking fair!"
"Well, I was trying to have a serious moment before. You were the one that ruined it!"
I squealed as he picked me up, spinning me round, before placing me down, "I'll end you, Irwin!"
"You already have."
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365 // irwin
Fanfiction"In attempts to not quote the Vow, there are moments of impact, and meeting you is definitely one of them." Emilia's life had come to a stand still. And Ashton was more than prepared to kick it into overdrive.
