I told him everything.
I told him about meeting on the streets of Lake and every detail from then until now. I even told him about before we met, just in case.
Yet still, he looks at me with such soft eyes, as if he never forgot and unforgave in the first place.
"June," He says softly. His voice slightly broke at the end, he's either upset with the memories or he remembers now. "You know I still ... love you," He hesitates, "Even though you think you did all of this to me. You didnt. Despite the circumstance meeting you has been a dream."
I sigh. I'm not sure whether I'm relieved or worried.
"Do you want to stay with me?" I ask as quietly as I can. Maybe he won't hear me, and I will never have to know if he wants to or not. I know that if he didn't he would probably slowly drift away as if he simply got distracted. Maybe he won't know I said anything.
My hopes shoot up, surprisingly, when a few minutes pass with no answer. He didn't hear me!
Why would I ask a question I didn't want an answer to?
Something about Days presence right now, right next to me, is making me delirious.
Ten minutes now, I've counted.
No answer.
He didn't hear me, or it's a no.
I'm going to go with the first option, for my own sake.
We sit silently in the elevator for a long time, long enough for them to get us out, and then we make our way to my room. I lead the way through the carpeted halls, and Day follows behind. He is probably memorizing turns and door numbers, windows and exits, just like I did when I first came.
I round the corner absentmindedly and pull my key from my pocket.
I push the key into the hole and look back to see if Day is still there. He was being so quiet I wasn't sure, but of corse, he's standing right behind me breathing on my neck. And I am too overwhelmed to notice.
Wow.
I open the door and turn to dismiss Day. Just as I'm about to open my mouth to say goodbye, he opens his and his lips from a word I am unsure of the meaning to begin with, but after a second I know.
"Yes," He says, his shoulders back and his posture confident.
My eyes widen. What has it been, thirty minutes now?
"I want to stay with you, forever and ever, June, until you want me to go... And I'll even stay then." He smiles softly.
Just like Metias.
Oceans flood both of my brown eyes, threatening to spill over any second.
"Day, can you stay here with me?" I manage to choke out. He has just reminded me that just because he's healthy and here today doesn't mean he will be tomorrow.
Days presence alone is a present.
"Of course, June." He swiftly nods and steps into my apartment. We both take a seat on my black couch, sitting in a comfortable silence for a few minutes.
"I'm sorry, June, that I forgot you."
"I'm sorry, Day, I let you forget."
*
Something has changed about Day. He was the exact same at Tess's, but ever since we've been alone together he takes on a sort of pity for me. He's not being a sarcastic ass or flirtatious like he normally is. I wish it wouldn't bother me, but it does to a level I'm about to ask him about it.
That probably wouldn't turn out well.
