thirteen: rose's pov

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we were laying there together, my body on his, his arms wrapped around me, conjoined on my living room couch.
his warm breaths were fanning on my heck as i absentmindedly traced circles on his forearm.
"what happened doll?" he asked me. i shook my head not feeling like talking about it.
"that's alright. we can talk later if you'd like?" i nodded, implying that i'd rather talk later.
rami started humming a tune which made my body vibrate since his chin was on my shoulder. this felt safe. i never wanted this moment to end.
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i woke up the next morning unaware of my surroundings until i remembered how i fell asleep. i felt emptiness as i was now alone.
i got off my couch and walked through my apartment to find a very handsome and very shirtless man at my stove.
i sat down on the bench at my table and brought my knees to my chest watching rami as he concentrated on cooking. his back muscles moving every time he went to do something. his body was amazing, it looked as f he was crafted by an artist himself. he was surprised when he turned around but then his face had a soft smile.
"morning." he said, his morning voice still raspy. i thought his regular voice was attractive. his morning voice is amazing.
"hi." i almost inaudibly said. rami placed a plate of eggs and a mug of coffee in front of me. i thanked him and he smiled and sat down. his smile was so pretty.
"are you alright?" he questioned me as we finished eating.
"yea i guess." i replied.
"can we talk about it?" rami asked softly.
"uh yeah," i started, "a while ago i had an ex. he was a drunk and abusive. one day he disappeared and i hadn't heard from him since. this morning he called me saying he would find me. i know he won't, but i'm still scared. you don't have to worry about me though, i'm a big girl and i can handle it myself." i said.
"i'm still gonna worry about you darling." he replied.
"rami, thank you."
"for what?"
"for coming into my life. for coming over at 3:00 am and comforting me because i'm wuss. it means a lot and i hope we can stay close."
"rose," he took my hand, "it was never a problem coming over. i care about you." i felt like we were in a sappy love story.
"how do you not have a girlfriend."
"well," he started, "i'd love for you be my girlfriend." i didn't think this would happen.
"of course. i would love too, actually he delighted too." i said with a smile. he pecked me on the cheek and we made our way back to my couch to watch some movies for the rest of the day.

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