Okay, so before i start i just need to say some stuff. This isn't sexual at all, it's Simon and Isabelle from TMI and the drawing on the cover is by
http://ambreso.deviantart.com/ Thanks for reading :)
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Isabelle had never really realised music was something to relate too, she'd only ever thought of it as something to listen too- but today she realised music could literally sum you up. She'd spent the day with Simon at Jordans, since he couldn't get into the institute, and Jordan was out with Myia. This, of course, meant they were alone... And Simon had decided it was about time to go to the next step in their relationship.
He'd shown her some of his favourite bands.
This had lead to dancing, making out and new discoveries. Most of the music Izzy wasn't that fond of, but while looking through video's on youtube she'd found one she really liked, and now it played quietly in the background.
The day was now coming to an end, the sky over Manhattan becoming bursts of pinks and oranges as the sunsetted. The pillow they were lying on had become a mess of dark hair and lighter curls with shallow breaths mixed with the music playing filled the room. Simon was practically asleep, his dark lashes resting on his porcelain skin- And Izzy couldn't help but wonder if she'd ever seen anything more beautiful. She wouldn't tell him she thought that, though, according to everyone else she only had eyes for herself and she may as well keep it that way.
Her fingertips brushed against Simons hand as she mouthed the chorus "You are the only the only exception... You are the only exception..."
"Turn it off Iz, i'm trying to sleep" Simon muttered through his sleepy haze.
"No, i like it. Plus i don't wanna get up" Isabelle replied, cuddling closed to him. Eventually, they fell asleep in each others arms, being normal again for the first time in months.
