Waterparks Imagines

Otto~Six

    Otto and I had just gotten into a fight a few hours ago. He was currently sleeping on the couch while I lay alone in our bed, wide awake.

    I had just lost someone in my family, and I didn't know how go react. I was sad for a few days and Otto knew to keep his distance, but I started yelling at him over something stupid. He didn't want to react, I knew that, but he started yelling too. Next thing I knew, we're in a full argument.

    I sighed and got up, grabbing a pack of cigarettes I had lying in my bedside drawer. I went down the stairs quietly and raced pass the living room and went out the front door.

    I sat down on the porch, lighting a cigarette and taking a hit. I hadn't had one in awhile, and the stress of everything that's happened lately is really coming down on me.

    A few hits into the cigarette, I heard the front door open and shut as Otto came out, looking wide awake. He took the cigarette from my hand and threw it out in the yard.

    "Those are bad for you," he said, breaking the silence. I turned to him and wrapped my arms around him, repeatedly apologising into his ear.

    He hugged me back, rubbing my sides and kissing my head. He started apologizing too and kept kissing my head and my forehead.

    "I love you," I whispered into his ear before burying my head into his chest.

    "I love you too, more than you'll ever know." He said, kissing my head again.