boundaries [s.m]

chapter twenty-eight

isn't it lovely all alone? - Billie Eilish and Khalid, lovely
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shawn sharpies the last box, labelling it with clothes, before looking at aria, who continues to organise her toiletries into another box, furiously trying to pack them in properly, so none will spill or burst. he chuckles to himself softly, before walking over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, and kissing her cheek softly.

"don't stress baby," he whispers. "we have all the time in the world."

"when you've figured out how to pack toiletries, give me a call," she says sarcastically, making shawn hum out a small laugh. "it'll have to do, if a glass bottle breaks, it won't be the end of the world."

"exactly, and i can always buy you a new one," he says, making her sigh in his arms, finishing to close the box, and label it.

"no, you aren't buying me a thing, you're already doing enough by not letting me pay half of the bills," she says, pointing a finger at him. "i swear to god, shawn. you're so annoying."

"you've said," he grins. "i'm just happy."

"too happy. let me pay!" she groans, pushing herself away from shawn, who laughs again, wrapping his arms more firmly around her. "come on, let me pay for half. please."

"aria, no," he chuckles. "i already earn too much money as it is. i'm not letting you pay for anything."

"this is the twenty first century, and women should be at their highest point in time so far. we are independent, we can cope without the aid from a man, so for the love of god, please let me pay!" she complains, making shawn grin at her.

"fine," he chuckles. "but only up to the cost of one hundred dollars."

"you know what, i really do hate you," she playfully glares at him, folding her arms, as he continues to hold her, laughing.

"okay baby, whatever you say," he chuckles, making her roll her eyes. "are you ready?"

"yeah, i just need to call my landlord, well, old landlord to say that i'm leaving the keys in the kitchen," she sighs. "this was a weird move."

"yeah, i'm sorry, if you don't want to move i completely understand-"

"no, i want to move," she says, reassuring him. "it's just it's crazy, i'm still trying to wrap my head around everything." she pulls away, rubbing his arm softly, and sending him a reassuring smile. "can you take some of the boxes to the car for me?"

"of course," he grins, kissing her cheek softly. "i'll be waiting in the car, okay?"

"mhm," she nods, before wandering off, leaving shawn to load the little cart with the mere five boxes aria has, since she still hasn't fully moved from her parents' house. he drags the cart with him to the elevator, taking them down to the car park, where he loads up the car, getting into the drivers seat to wait for aria.

he turns the music on, letting it fill the car, turning on the ac after. as he waits for aria, he can't help but to smile at what's happening. he's actually moving in with his girlfriend, it really is happening.

aria wanders through the corridors of her new, yet old apartment building, chuckling aimlessly to herself. she was about to move into her own place, only to move in with shawn. she smiles, before entering the elevator, and taking the short trip down to the car park.

"hey," she says to shawn, getting into the cooled down car.

"hi gorgeous," he grins back. "ready?"

"lets do this," she responds back, a massive smile on her lips.

she was definitely ready to move in with him.
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"i still can't believe you won't be going back home tomorrow afternoon," shawn says, in utter bewilderment, as he looks down at aria, who rests against his chest, her eyes facing the tv screen which plays and episode of gossip girl.