\\Short Stories//

7

I want you to be the one to hurt me. Saying that I don't mean that I in any way want you to hurt me, but if I could choose anyone to it'd be you.

I want you to be the one I'd cuddle with and watch movies with on a rainy day. You'd be there with your arm around me and me with my head on your chest.

I want you to be the one I can always count on. The one I could go to with my problems. You'd call me out on my overthinking and tell me everything's gonna be okay.

I want you to be the one that I can steal hoodies from. They wouldn't be too big or too small; they'd be the perfect fit.

I want you to to be the one that makes me feel comfortable in any situation: sexual or not. You'd know how to talk me down and lessen my anxiety as well as you could.

But most importantly, I want you. All of you. Your flaws, your insecurities, and all of your bad habits. I want the good things about you too, but you know that I barely care about that. I want to be there for you when you need it and be the one that you love. The one you think about when you wake up and the one you dream about at night. I want you.