i sat on colby's bed, scrolling through instagram, as i've done for hours. almost three hours. my back was starting to hurt from just sitting. i looked over to colby, who was still so focused on editing. he's been editing for hours, trying to get this video to be absolutely perfect.
"babe," i abruptly said.
"what" colby replied, without looking away from his computer.
"why don't you take a break. i miss you"
"you're right next to me. how can you miss me?"
"colby i've been looking at videos of dogs for hours now. while i enjoy dogs, i also enjoy you. so please, can we go do something?"
"y/n you know this video is important to me. i need to have this perfect. it will only be a few more hours" he answered, yet his eyes still did not stray from the computer screen.
"colbs i've been sitting here for hours. i want to go out and see things. do stuff. live a little. not just watch you edit all day." i whined.
"well then go do it! i don't give a shit just go!" colby ordered, slightly raising his voice.
"i just don't understand colby. how you say 'take chances' yet you sit in here and do nothing all day. i'm sick of it."
"y/n this is my job! other people go to some boring office and sit in their bland cubicle from 9-5 everyday. but me, i film videos for people to enjoy and those take time to make and edit. you of all people should understand! you said you'd support me through this!"
"i do support you. i just want to know why you'd rather do this than go out and see the world with me."
"i'm sitting next to my world right now. you are my world. and being with you, even doing nothing, is special to me. i do youtube so i can entertain people and put a roof over my head and yours and be able to support you in any way you need. i promise baby, after i finish this we will go do whatever you want."
i drop my head in shame. looking down at the blankets, i draw figures in the sheets. i feel awful. i'm so awful to him when all he tries to do is be there for me. god, i'm so clingy. a single tear drips down my cheek as colby lifts up my chin.
"babygirl don't cry. i still love you. i always have. i always will." he expresses while wiping away the tear. "you know what, the video can wait a few hours. let's go get some ice cream and walk on the boardwalk." he smiles at me.
i smile back at him and wrap my arms around his neck and sneak a kiss on the cheek. "i love you colby brock"
"and i love you y/n y/l/n"
