three

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by mcblurry__

by mcblurry__

His fingers were dancing through my fawn hair.

"I love you, you know that right?" he pecked me on the forehead.

I laughed. "I know, Tyler, I know."

Old Rock and Roll music was softly playing, filling up Tyler's bedroom.

My head was laying on his stomach and his head on a pillow.

He was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt.

He softly laughed.

Tyler had a unique laugh, one that compares to none other. His eyes squinted and his crooked teeth showed.

"Do you love me?" he continued to play with my hair, staring at the strands that got tangled between his fingers.

I couldn't take my eyes off him. "Yes, Tyler, I do. I love you, too."

He laughed again. "What's so funny?" I asked him and flipped onto my stomach.

"Nothing..." he smiled.

"Seriously, tell me," I ruffled his dark brown brown hair.

Tyler swatted at my hand before saying, "Really, it's nothing."

"You're lying to me."

"What? I would never lie to you," Tyler gasped.

"Well, your lying to me right now," I started to play with his hair again.

"Seriously?" he laughed. "I was just thinking... You said 'I do' earlier... and I was just had the thought... I want to hear you say that again someday," Tyler shrugged.

Then I kissed him.