Quick drabble when inspiration strikes.
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C: god baby I've never seen anyone as perfect as you
C: these pictures will kill me
L: huh?
C: the goddamn slit on your thigh christ i'd like to touch it
C: your chest, fuck
L: i miss you
C: your eyes, lovely, i can't even think
C: i miss you so much darling, facetime me?
L: course
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"You are legitimately trying to murder me, aren't you?" Cole laughed as the FaceTime request came through. "Like, the moment I'm not at an event with you, you wear that, christ Lili. You'll be the death of me."
She giggles, "yeah, well what a way to go"
He agrees, "hell yeah, I can't imagine anything better,"
"Please tell me you're either still wearing the outfit or took some pictures only I'll get to see?" He mumbles, his head resting on its side on their bed at home in Vancouver, head against the pillow on her side of the bed 'cause it smelt like her shampoo and it was comforting.
"I'm not wearing it anymore," she starts, "but I did take some of my own pictures for you, I can send them to you later," she added.
"I miss you," he says, a sad smile on his lips.
"I'll be back in two days, it's not that long, hopefully we'll survive" she mutters.
"But I have to go to New York," Cole whines, "so you'll come home and I have to leave and I just won't get to see you until like next week which is really sad, 'cause all I want to do is to hold you and kiss you and tell you I love you," he pouts, "and I wanted to slide my hand up the slit in your dress and up your thigh, but I couldn't because I'm not with you and I just get so sad," he says, eyes almost filling with tears.
"Aw Cole, baby, don't cry, oh my god I love you" she laughs, her own eyes brimming with wetness.
Cole chuckles watery, and blinks a few times to get rid of the tears brimming at his lower lashes.
"We're incredibly stupid, aren't we?" He laughs, "I wanna kiss you a lot and I can't wait to see you because I love you and I miss you and your eyes who contrast so well with the rose eyeshadow you're wearing I could get lost in them."
"Are you saying you like me better with makeup than without?" Lili asks, eyes playfully in slits.
"God no" Cole exclaims, "fuck no"
"My favorite picture of you, of us, is the one where we're in bed and I woke up before you and I'm spooning you and I took the picture like over your shoulder in front of your face, and it looked like I was hiding behind you, but really I was just snuggling real close. It's my favorite photograph because you're basically still asleep and smiling really lazily, eyes barely open and your face is all clean of makeup, and you're not wearing any clothes so you have the comforter pushed up against your chest." He says.
"And I like it because it's so us, you know? Like, snuggling in bed, after some hot sex the night before," he winks and she rolls her eyes at him, looking at him fondly. "No, but really, it's very us. Literally though, just sleeping and cuddling and no makeup and no clothes and I just love us and I miss you"
"I miss you too, gorgeous," she smiles.
Then she sighs, "and I miss sex," she adds on an afterthought, and he raises his brows, "oh, really?" He teases playfully. "I get that."
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an: quick drabble I wrote tonight to give you guys something to live for because I'm being so slow updating other stuff. Cole is talking about Lili in the dress I put as a picture up there.
