“Gonna hold ya, gonna kiss ya in my arms
Gonna take ya away from harm
Gonna hold ya, gonna kiss ya in my arms
Gonna take ya away from harm”
"Big Jet Plane” by Angus & Julia Stone is the song for this chapter. It’s a very Can song.
-Him-
He was standing in the middle of a women’s clothing boutique, which normally would be one of the last places on earth he wanted to be, but the love of his life was trying on dresses in the change room so he was fairly content.
After they arrived in Agva and checked into their hotel they went to the room to drop their things off and put their bathing suits on. Sanem had been oddly quiet after she received her gift in the car. He hoped it was excitement or contentedness, but when they walked into the king bed suite she acted shy and awkward. He’d seen her act this way before whenever he insinuated that they might sleep together, whether he literally meant sleep or not didn’t matter, her behavior was erratic either way.
He decided not to say anything yet, but to just let her enjoy the day and hope she would calm down and come back to herself.
They swam in the sea, and she was drop dead gorgeous in the suit he bought for her. He thought he was going to collapse when she came out of the bathroom in it. Luckily he had his black trunks and an oversized tank top on to hide his obvious reaction. He cursed himself for not thinking to get her a cover-up of some kind, but she wore one of his shirts, which in all honesty he preferred anyway. The caveman part of his brain liked that any other man who looked at her on the beach saw that she was wearing a man’s shirt. It screamed she’s taken, back off and he was all about that.
They ordered lunch to be brought out to their beach chairs. After she was done eating she lay out in the sun for a while and he could tell she was at peace again in her mind. Her eyes were closed so he took the opportunity to stare. He’d never felt this way about anyone or anything in his whole life. He had all these emotions that seemed contradictory, but at the same time made perfect sense. He wanted to kiss her hard and do sinful things to her, but at the same time he wanted to shelter her and hold her close like a kitten. He wanted to take her to all his favorite places in the world and explore with her like best friends, but he also wanted to build her a home in Istanbul and fill it with their children and never leave. He realized that they could do all of that. They found their way back to each other and they were never going to part again. They had time.
He would do anything for her and her happiness, which was why they were shopping for a dress for her to wear to dinner. She mentioned a high end restaurant she had read about and he didn’t hesitate to call and make reservations. He was still in his trunks and tank top standing outside the dressing room. She had already come out a few times to show him some dresses she liked. She thought she was going to pick one, but really he was going to buy all of the ones she liked.
“What do you think about this one, canim?” she came out wearing a pink chiffon thing and his brain stopped working for a second.
“Yes.” his eyes were glued to her bronzed shoulders and neckline and he physically couldn’t say more words than that.
“Okay.” she drew out the word and looked at him a little puzzled. “I’ll just put my suit back on and we can check out.”
“Tamam.” yep, still speechless.
When she came back out in his shirt he grabbed all the hangers from her before she could put back the other dresses. She gave him the puzzled look again.
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Fanfiction"But I would rather feel the sting Than never to have felt a thing I'll always know you were the one To rip me from the ground"
