Palaye Royale/Waterparks Imagines

Sunscreen | a.k.

        Grabbing the keys off the hook by the front door, I follow Awsten out to the car and watch in amusement as he feels around in his pockets. "Looking for these?" I ask, holding them at the end of my finger, jingling them lightly. Awsten looks up and rolls his eyes, snatching them from my hand and unlocking only his side of the car. I glare at him as I pull the door handle a few times, Awsten just looks at me smugly from the driver's seat. "Are you going to be nice to me now?" He asks through the window he cracked open about an inch and a half. I nod, my arms starting to be covered in small goosebumps. 

      I settle into the car and buckle in, Awsten grabbing onto my hand shortly after and resting our arms on the middle console. "What are we doing?" I asked, looking at Awsten momentarily. "I'm not actually sure yet. I was just really hungry and didn't want anything at the house." He smiled at me before turning his attention back the road, slowing to a stop at a red light. I smiled as Awsten leaned over and gave a light kiss to my cheek before the light turned green again. "Here," Awsten pulls the small black cord from his phone and hands it over to me without looking, "Put on some of that sappy shit you always listen to when you lay in  bed." he told me and I plugged the cord into my phone and pulled up Spotify. Searching through some songs, I see one I love and smile to myself, touching the song, it begins to play through the car. Sunscreen  by Ira wolf. 

"I want someone to remind me to wear sunscreen and take my vitamins when it slips my mind.

I want someone who knows how I like my coffee and wants to share a bed for more than a night."

I look over at the kind-faced boy next to me, smile and grab his hand that was resting on the console. Awsten looks over, he has a small grin before looking back at the traffic we were in. 

"But I'm stubborn, selfish, easily jealous at times 

I'm hard to love 

and I just want someone to try."

Looking out the window, our fingers interlocked, all of the memories of our relationship come flooding into my vision. There's the time Awsten brought home ice cream, every single one of my favorite movies and a new throw blanket that was softer than all the rest, and it was all because I sent him one text that said, "I'm kinda sad, my favorite coworker quit today." Awsten really always does the most.

"I want someone that knows I'm not made for mornings

and doesn't scold me for smoking when I drink

I want someone who listens when they've heard the story 

and gives me enough space to breathe."

When Awsten and I went out for the first time together, we went to a bar with some friends. I has one too many vodka cranberries as a friend of a friend pulled out a pack of Camel Turkish Silvers, I looked over and asked for one. Awsten didn't even question it, but he held my hair back when I smoked three in a row and got sick from all the nicotine. He took me home and made me drink six cups of coffee, not even worrying about it when I didn't wake up until four in the afternoon the next day.

"But I'm stubborn, selfish, easily jealous at times

I'm hard to love

and I just want someone to try.

I want someone who can ground me when I'm too high 

and light up the dark side of my head."

Six months into our relationship, Awsten witnessed my panic attacks for the first time. I was a mess for the next two weeks. Awsten let me have my space for about four days before he decided he was going to try to help cheer me up. I ended up yelling at him to go away and he did. Only until the next day. He came marching through my front door with the key I had given him and he sat next to me in the bed, telling me that he understood what I was going through. He told me it was okay that I couldn't get out of bed and that he didn't want to pressure me into thinking he didn't care. So, the rest of that day, Awsten stayed with me. That was also the first time he stayed the night at my house and I wasn't at his.

"I want someone to share my coffee, 

my sunscreen, 

my mornings,

my stories,

and my bed."

There was the time that Awsten told me he loved me for the first time. I had said it first a few weeks back and told him he didn't need to tell me he loved me too, that I just wanted him to know how I felt. He nodded and we went about our days until we were going to get breakfast one morning. I ordered a coffee and ended up spilling it all over me. He laughed and helped me clean up. I glared at him for laughing, he only pulled me into his chest and kissed my head, mumbling that I knew he loved me. And I did, I really did.

"someone thats stubborn, selfish, and easily jealous

I won't mind if they're hard to love

I just want someone to try."

I heard Awsten sniff as he pulled his hand away from mine and brought it to his face. I looked over and saw him wipe at his face a few times. "Babe, are you crying?" I asked him, concern lacing my voice. "No," he stated roughly, "I just- I just love you so much." He grabbed my hand again and pressed him lips to the back of it for a long moment. "I love you too." I said, tears threatening to fall down my cheeks. "I want to hear all of your stories a thousand times and I would love to remind you to take your vitamins." He told me, throwing the car in park as we came to a halt in the parking lot in front of Panera Bread. I felt a tear roll down my face before Awsten wiped it away as he turned to face me in his seat. Grabbing my cheeks, Awsten pulled me into a kiss. "I'll always be here. Always." He told me seriously as he pulled away and opened his door.

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Song: Sunscreen, Ira Wolf